<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:25:15.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥, *Rin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>479</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-8607974787041126756</id><published>2011-03-06T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T22:15:03.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Remember me as the only one who sets you free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Maybe time alone will make you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;How deep our love could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-8607974787041126756?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/8607974787041126756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=8607974787041126756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8607974787041126756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8607974787041126756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/03/remember-me-as-only-one-who-sets-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-2292710374112305868</id><published>2011-02-28T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T00:24:03.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FABFAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Lately, my studies have been affected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My mood have been affected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My relationship have in turned, been affected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Alongside with several other issues, my world's upside down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And no one person can truly understand the pain that I am going through now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Now that things have reached this state, there is no point in me trying to protect any of our interests anymore. Because I am so tired. So tired of all these shits I just want to leave these all behind and move on to things I ought to do and focus on right now instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As many of you know, I have been modelling for Fabfad for awhile now and I'm here to say that Fabfad and myself will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;no longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; and will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; be affiliated in any other way from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Issues started surfacing early this year when I found out that I have been way underpaid compared to the industry's market rate. I naively believed them right from Day 1 and accepted my initial pay of $12/hr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Early this year, I found out that the minimum ought to be $30/hr and just couple of days ago, I understood from my cousin who used to have his own studio that for non-professional models, minimum's at $40/hr and professional models can be $80-$300/hr. If payment's on per session basis, I ought to get $120-$150.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Indefinitely, I raised my concerns. &amp;amp; thereafter, they revised a rate of $40/hr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Here's where the dispute is. I have made a mistake in naively believing them and I deleted their sms a week before I went for the outdoor shoot just last Monday. Shoot started at 3 and ended at 6. But the photographer mentioned we did a 2.5hr shoot. Alright, I didn't want to argue over a 30mins thingy. The highlight was, I was then paid $40 in total. When I briefly questioned, the owner answered me that she thought she had made it clear to me that she would pay me $40/session? I was loss for words and as much as I wanted to argue, I swallowed back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Reason being, I remembered showing Jiayuan and Yiye her sms during class one morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I had no intention of jumping into any conclusion, daddy always taught me to always look back at yourself before criticising people. So I wanted to get home and check with them what they read. Did I really read wrongly or did all of us read wrongly which is definitely fishy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Both could not remember the exact content that they read but they were very sure that they did not read anything about $40/session. I even showed boyfriend but I didn't bring him into the picture as "own people" would definitely stand up for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When I decided that Fabfad was clearly twisting their words and dishonest, my one and only decision was to quit as I didn't see a single bit of integrity at all. Lying obliviously with their eyes wide open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Did I mention at the outdoor shoot, I travelled all the way to Woodlands, just to earn $40. On top of that, I carelessly got myself a $30 summon and thus earning $10 for that shoot? Which probably wasn't even enough to cover for my petrol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But I was willing to forgo all of these and just walk away. I didn't want to pursue the matter. My mentality was, if you want to eat me, alright. I'll just take it as a lesson learnt. I was going to let the matter rest without even confronting them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What turned things ugly was, she wasn't pecked by a single bit of guilt. On top of that, she said I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;accused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; her. She then forwarded me the sms that she sent me the other time. But instead of $40/hr, it was $40/session. So I asked if that was the original copy that she sent me. If it was, I would go look for her. Recipient, date, time and message content would all be there. Evidence speaks more than merely words against words. But she said that was the exact msg she sent me after she sent to her girlfriend for proof-read. Cmon, you don't have the original message anymore, what proves that the message wasn't altered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I am 99.999% sure that what I received was $40/hr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have my recollections but there's no point in me saying here as I do not have any evidence as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I called Starhub to ask if I could have my past sms contents. But they said no, as expected. The investigations department would only retrieve it for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; there is legal pursuit or, any criminal cases needed by the police for investigations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But I later on found out that there are certain computer shops and hp shops that are able to retrieve deleted sms-es.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I told her, that since she wants to say I accused her, and my conscience is clear, I will find ways and means to get my sms retrieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;IF it was overlook on my part, I would give her all due respects she deserve and apologise to her right infront of her and everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But what if I was right all these while? ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hence, I have been so caught up trying to find my saviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I know the time and cost would probably not be worth all of these pay shit at the end of the day but that wasn't my point anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It wasn't a matter of money but principles now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I was determined to clear my name and lay the truths all out right infront of us so we don't have to go round with all these arguments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;How can I possibly swallow all of these when I'm the one being cheated her and yet I didn't want to pursue the matter and you have the cheek to say I accused you?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;At the end of the day right now, my efforts have been futile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And I give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;They must be laughing their heads off at my plight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;They must see me as a fool now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Everything aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;An outdoor shoot for 3hrs. $40. Spread this to people in this industry. This must be a joke right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Whether I find evidence against them or not, I am not at the losing end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;$40 for a 3hrs outdoor shoot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Anyone will tell you that's pure exploitation and cheats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;如果头没有这么大，就不要带这么大的帽子。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Whoever is their next model, well I wish her luck and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; to not be as naive as I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;With such lowly underhand dirty tricks, I'm sure they wouldn't go far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;If I can't deal with them, I'll let heaven do it. I'm a strong believer of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Karma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;人在做，天在看。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I do not deny that I'm feeling very lousy at this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Suddenly, I ask myself why did I fight so hard to only find myself back at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="search"&gt;原点?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I didn't even want this in the first place. But I found it really hard to swallow down the words that she feels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;accused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It wasn't even easy for me to make these decisions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have sacrificed days of peaceful sleep, I sacrificed my concentration and focus to study. All for principle, and to "tao hui yi ge gong dao".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;On top of all of these difficult decisions I had made, I don't even have the support of my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Some say I should not let them off so easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Some say I should just let it go, they will get their deserts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;He, unfortunately, belongs to the latter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I do not ride on a high horse, but I do have pride to some extent to uphold my integrity and conscience. There is no way I can let it go when that was my exact intention but they turn back and say they feel accused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sad but true, he doesn't understand the unjustice and pain in me enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Without my pillar of support, that's half my battle lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; pain, will never be comparable to the pain I learnt in this lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm done here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And if you would excuse me, I would like to be left alone for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-2292710374112305868?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/2292710374112305868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=2292710374112305868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2292710374112305868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2292710374112305868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/02/fabfad.html' title='&lt;strike&gt;FABFAD&lt;/strike&gt;'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-2838699504559736212</id><published>2011-02-23T23:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T04:31:03.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Today, Yuanny &amp;amp; I had a little shopping date. Followed by dinner together with Fishy after her work. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Purpose of this shopping date was for us to buy shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Got what I wanted! On top of that, got many other stuffs which I didn't plan to buy too. &amp;amp; everything I bought today, yuanny bought a piece too. Hahaha. So gonna be twins soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;My buys for today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;1 pair of faded denim shorts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1 pair of wedges&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;1 superbly fit black dress (As if it was made just for me. Haha! Awesome!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;2 cheerleading-like skirts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;3 blings strap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;That's kinda a record for a shopping trip. I've never managed to find so many stuff that fits and cheap every single time I plan for a shopping trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I always end up not being able to find what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Today was a fruitful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;And today marks a day I finally found a pair of heels that doesn't hurt a single bit and doesn't give me any blisters. Woo hoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yuanny and I got a pair each and changed into it immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I shopped the entire day in them and walked everywhere and my feets' are in perfect condition as they were before I left my house this afternoon. YAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;When daddy saw me coming home, his face had a slight smile as he stared at my feet. Hahaha. I bet he's very pleased with my buy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;He has preached before that I should go get a pair of comfortable heels that wouldn't hurt and have a little more class instead of going everywhere in mah havaianas which he claims is lianish. Hahaha! &amp;amp; I always have to rebutt and remind him how much my havaianas is. They are atas slippers can. xD Mah cute daddy. X)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;As for why I got 3 blings, they are gifts! One for myself, one for yuanny and one for fishy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But of course! My two lovelies and prolly one of the nicest ladies on earth... (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Dinner at Swensen's, updates, gossips, jokes, and it was home sweet home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3qIzJrKf3A/TWVYN3_4V_I/AAAAAAAAD50/D_sHtGrgNm4/s1600/BLINGS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3qIzJrKf3A/TWVYN3_4V_I/AAAAAAAAD50/D_sHtGrgNm4/s320/BLINGS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576960708961654770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The 3 blings! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XZQq9IgvGko/TWVY69e4xTI/AAAAAAAAD58/CThBxMj2_X4/s1600/individuality.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XZQq9IgvGko/TWVY69e4xTI/AAAAAAAAD58/CThBxMj2_X4/s320/individuality.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576961483527996722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;After dinner, we all put on our blings. Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So prettay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Got the girls their favourite colours. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jE1oxGVcjVk/TWVeBfjP9II/AAAAAAAAD6E/QfE05Tqp3X8/s1600/Wedges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jE1oxGVcjVk/TWVeBfjP9II/AAAAAAAAD6E/QfE05Tqp3X8/s320/Wedges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576967093310452866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Our pretty wedges. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CoQZdBg9SDc/TWVeyG6Mu2I/AAAAAAAAD6M/l0PPfopHhQo/s1600/Earthquake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CoQZdBg9SDc/TWVeyG6Mu2I/AAAAAAAAD6M/l0PPfopHhQo/s320/Earthquake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576967928509414242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Earthquake treat by Yuanny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Shank euu dear. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wos_XwF1y24/TWVgMRoG3_I/AAAAAAAAD6U/0KYZ3lrit7s/s1600/Yuanny%2B%2526%2BI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wos_XwF1y24/TWVgMRoG3_I/AAAAAAAAD6U/0KYZ3lrit7s/s320/Yuanny%2B%2526%2BI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576969477574549490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pretty Yuanny &amp;amp; I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Totally love her hair, don't you love it too? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JJ6tHm-Hgqo/TWVjLBsoQTI/AAAAAAAAD6c/Ccvh5Uy2XFY/s1600/JY%2Bn%2BPeggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JJ6tHm-Hgqo/TWVjLBsoQTI/AAAAAAAAD6c/Ccvh5Uy2XFY/s320/JY%2Bn%2BPeggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576972754653561138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yuanny &amp;amp; Fishy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nhvFpDdPcw/TWVlvs3pn5I/AAAAAAAAD6k/rKp-Kr9NC8o/s1600/Peggy%2Bn%2BI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nhvFpDdPcw/TWVlvs3pn5I/AAAAAAAAD6k/rKp-Kr9NC8o/s320/Peggy%2Bn%2BI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576975583741058962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Fishy &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;And so I end off my post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;A day I truly deserved and needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Now now, how do I get the momentum back? Time is running out so bad. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥ xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-2838699504559736212?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/2838699504559736212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=2838699504559736212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2838699504559736212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2838699504559736212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/02/today-yuanny-i-had-little-shopping-date.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3qIzJrKf3A/TWVYN3_4V_I/AAAAAAAAD50/D_sHtGrgNm4/s72-c/BLINGS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4657746814862180642</id><published>2011-02-21T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T11:00:48.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the good is as glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Never behave like every one else is at your feet if you're not up to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;B'cus there comes a day when you crumble and fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;leaving you to pick up the pieces you yourself tore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sometimes, what seems like the right thing to do may not always be right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What seems like the wrong thing to do may be afterall, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;All I was trying to say was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Judgement fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;More than often,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;help rendered are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As much as this is going to sound selfish and self-centered, nevertheless, realistic: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Mind your own beeswax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You never know what unnecessary trouble you're getting into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's high time I learnt how to freeze the lil red beating on the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I've had enough of all these shits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I've had enough of getting myself busy and tired at the expense of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I've had enough of helping yet landing myself with more shits, none of which concerns me to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Not that I expect anything in return at all, but if this is what I'm gonna get at the end of it, then I'm sorry, once bitten twice shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;To be exact, it's not even the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So to those of you who ever since has stepped and existed and turned my life upside down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;just scram on your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That's my very honest and nice plea, without me asking you to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"fuck off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;" on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As far as I'm concerned, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;'m no longer your sweet lil princess if you've crossed the line. &amp;amp; I, will not hesitate a verbal slap. Try me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Signing off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;On how we take the good for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4657746814862180642?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4657746814862180642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4657746814862180642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4657746814862180642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4657746814862180642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-good-is-as-glass.html' title='All the good is as glass'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4386838002972129951</id><published>2011-02-17T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T13:41:17.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I had a friend, a really nice friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then time begins to tick,&lt;br /&gt;and the ugly head shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing why, but slowly and sure,&lt;br /&gt;our world shifts and shimmers and splits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shattered shards cascade down,&lt;br /&gt;spurred by angry, lashing words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scars run deep,&lt;br /&gt;jagged cleft in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you moved on and I remain.&lt;br /&gt;We keep on living with the distance drifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's an enclosure around you,&lt;br /&gt;I dare not come near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think I would hop in,&lt;br /&gt;if you would only let me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with today the words I speak,&lt;br /&gt;what we had once we can never have again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never allow myself to,&lt;br /&gt;for I cannot trust a single word you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a friend, a really nice friend.&lt;br /&gt;A friend that was no friend at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I say to you Goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Rin&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4386838002972129951?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4386838002972129951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4386838002972129951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4386838002972129951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4386838002972129951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-had-friend-really-nice-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-5215207355821486908</id><published>2011-02-14T22:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T00:41:32.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ♥-Is-In-The-Air Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I've got the simplest affair ever because I wanted it so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Last week, the king initially suggested bringing me to eat expensive stuff at expensive places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I was against all his suggestions simply because I thought the food's expensive and quality isn't worth it at all. Then he joked to go to Hawker Centre which I cross my heart and swear even if we ended up at a hawker, I wouldn't mind at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To me, with just his being and presence beside me on such a special day, that's all that really matters. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So we headed to our fave Fishhead steamboat place and bloated ourselves mad with just the steamboat and 2 other dishes. Thankfully I was smart enough to stop him from ordering the 3rd. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I wasn't actually anticipating for anything because we both are really a very realistic couple who don't believe in extravagance but reality. We don't exchange gifts on anniversaries and days like today or even to the extend of birthdays if we both don't need anything. Instead, if there's anything we like, we'll just take turns to get for each other on any other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He's awfully lucky I'm not the kind of girl who'll kick up a huge hoo haa if I don't receive gifts or surprises. Hor Baybee? Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Self praise's no praise man." =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So anyway! The King's awfully sweet that he did actually get me something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Flowers that will never ever wither!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Truth is, I've always told him how he don't have to bother buying me flowers cause I never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;used &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;to like flowers. I thought they were expensive and a waste of money because they wither and die within days. &amp;amp; there goes the man's $$$. Kaching! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;See what I mean.. Like I mentioned earlier, I'm pretty much a realistic girl. Hahaha. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;But maybe it's the age or something, I don't know? Somehow, this year I had this little hope etched in a small part of me to receive some flowers. Nobody knew of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; coincidentally! My realistic King decided to get me flowers that will never wither. It's my first bouquet from him and I get to keep it with me forever!!! Hohoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;A lil surprised and happy maximums! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PcEm_cIIxw/TVlSBkKbamI/AAAAAAAAD5M/IZZRmITbaD0/s1600/1st%2BBouquet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PcEm_cIIxw/TVlSBkKbamI/AAAAAAAAD5M/IZZRmITbaD0/s320/1st%2BBouquet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573576200688462434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;That's my pretty flowers with colours I adore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Baby picked the right colours! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twFxtrvhLX0/TVlStUl9vxI/AAAAAAAAD5U/PnBhBfpcZ-o/s1600/LED%2Bon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twFxtrvhLX0/TVlStUl9vxI/AAAAAAAAD5U/PnBhBfpcZ-o/s320/LED%2Bon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573576952423235346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;When the LED lights are turned on. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;From my daddy's reaction when I came home and showed off my flowers, I bet he thinks it's pretty too! Hahaha! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1chg7URvevI/TVlXRhWQREI/AAAAAAAAD5c/QAx1ierMFDk/s1600/Happy%2BMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1chg7URvevI/TVlXRhWQREI/AAAAAAAAD5c/QAx1ierMFDk/s320/Happy%2BMe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573581972368802882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Happy silly me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBcYyTYKMuw/TVlYvfFbgxI/AAAAAAAAD5k/jdD9JIjYQXo/s1600/Grins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBcYyTYKMuw/TVlYvfFbgxI/AAAAAAAAD5k/jdD9JIjYQXo/s320/Grins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573583586669069074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Check the grin on my face when Baby turned on the LED lights for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k77v3OFEuEg/TVlaFpQguBI/AAAAAAAAD5s/hnEm2XmpNT4/s1600/love%2Byou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k77v3OFEuEg/TVlaFpQguBI/AAAAAAAAD5s/hnEm2XmpNT4/s320/love%2Byou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573585066868652050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Thank you Baby P for everything tonight. I appreciate everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Needless to say, "I Love You!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Bery berries berrily much! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥ xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-5215207355821486908?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/5215207355821486908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=5215207355821486908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/5215207355821486908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/5215207355821486908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-is-in-air-day.html' title='Happy ♥-Is-In-The-Air Day!'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PcEm_cIIxw/TVlSBkKbamI/AAAAAAAAD5M/IZZRmITbaD0/s72-c/1st%2BBouquet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-1726035113712244311</id><published>2011-02-13T19:45:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T02:27:48.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;How was your weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I had a pretty good one. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ric, Peggy, Lionel, King &amp;amp; myself met up somewhere around Bugis Iluma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;While they were brainstorming on our plans for the night, I went over to I ♥ Taimei to get my first cup of Bubble Milk Tea because there's no such thing as Honey Green Tea there. *wails* ~&gt;.&lt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Whatever it is, I could make do with milk tea to satisfy the bubble tea craving. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wonders of greed+desperation. I hear snickers already. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you're thinking why I didn't go for Koi instead, let's just say imho, Koi's overated. *shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No offence Koi fans. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Headed to Serangoon Garden K Garden thereafter. Fortunately there was a room available in 30mins. It was a K Friday night for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;As usual, once the King starts dedicating songs, the entire playlist from then would be his and the boys', leaving Peggy &amp;amp; I listening to em instead. But it was all good because Peggy the fishy &amp;amp; I had that awesome chance to have a heart to heart talk. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Been awhile since I found someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;matured&lt;/span&gt; enough to share such conversations with. Noticed I said matured; Literally age related. Not that my fishy's old. But somehow of late, people I've met are all late 80s or even 90s. It's a very saddening situation. Even Yuan Yuan's born in 1989.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Someone just tell me that I'm age-ing and hitting my quarter-life crisis soon. =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Oh, have I said it yet? "Fishy's da best!" xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Right. End of Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;My Saturday was basically me, clad in my Miffy-inspired dress, stuck in my King's Royal Room watching "Who am I? That's one secret I'll never tell.. You know you love me. Xoxo, Gossip Girl."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;How many of you reading my little space's having the familiar bell ringing in your ear? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I'm still stuck in Season 1 since forever simply because time doesn't allow me the luxury to just chill and watch shows at home. Considering the prelims are in 3 weeks time and finals in less than 3 months time. Oh my gawd, I'm feeling the sweat on my palms already. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;After an entire noon of Gossip Girl, King &amp;amp; I finally head out to meet Ric and Peggy the fishy again. It was a double date for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:small;"  &gt;大世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; at AMK Hub! I enjoyed the show although I was feeling a little pissy with King the Irritating. =X Way better than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;笑着回家 okay!&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we headed to Marina Square Hong Kong Cafe for supper.&lt;br /&gt;Before we left, look whose chio ride's parked beside Ric's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dCOvghFA7Zg/TVgBrbaxC5I/AAAAAAAAD30/SB11LngRjo8/s1600/E250%2BSoft%2BTop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dCOvghFA7Zg/TVgBrbaxC5I/AAAAAAAAD30/SB11LngRjo8/s320/E250%2BSoft%2BTop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573206384477014930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Mercedes Benz E Class Cabrio Soft Top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Chio MAXIMUMS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It spells class and sporty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;What perfect combination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; you know what's the best of all? De Interior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; Leather Seats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you know, that I'll just die for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;red leather seats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Oh my gawwd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Thankfully I wasn't spotted taking the car. The owner came in less than 5mins.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;Heng ga lau sai! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And here's what I found online: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FkoN3QXuqjE/TVgD5lbRyQI/AAAAAAAAD38/IIt3g2LfzWA/s1600/mercedes-e-class-cabrio-soft-top-spy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FkoN3QXuqjE/TVgD5lbRyQI/AAAAAAAAD38/IIt3g2LfzWA/s320/mercedes-e-class-cabrio-soft-top-spy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573208826704939266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;A zhng-ed one. (Overseas of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Prettayyy! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Alright, nuff said bout the Benzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Let's continue with the peektures of my Saturday night shall we..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qny9oZrFNOU/TVgNf1k6P-I/AAAAAAAAD4M/3YQIKOfuvSM/s1600/Male%2BModel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qny9oZrFNOU/TVgNf1k6P-I/AAAAAAAAD4M/3YQIKOfuvSM/s320/Male%2BModel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573219379479986146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The man who irritated me so much that night but I still ♥ him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UElbkkcSP0w/TVgQOKrLTzI/AAAAAAAAD4U/YgegnrLxNDU/s1600/Reddy%2Bblackie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UElbkkcSP0w/TVgQOKrLTzI/AAAAAAAAD4U/YgegnrLxNDU/s320/Reddy%2Bblackie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573222374440652594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;When the pic is giving too much attention to the red...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ1YELGCS5k/TVgTVZKchrI/AAAAAAAAD4k/YVLmQWLU2Js/s1600/Blackie%2BReddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ1YELGCS5k/TVgTVZKchrI/AAAAAAAAD4k/YVLmQWLU2Js/s320/Blackie%2BReddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573225797123868338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;We gotta be equal and give more attention to the black too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IYwkLK4Iq8I/TVgU1IHd_iI/AAAAAAAAD4s/QeO_fiFzNxo/s1600/Fishy%2BNg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IYwkLK4Iq8I/TVgU1IHd_iI/AAAAAAAAD4s/QeO_fiFzNxo/s320/Fishy%2BNg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573227441815420450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That's my Fishy Ng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I love this shot thou i kinda "cut" myself off abit all thanks to my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; great&lt;/span&gt; with open inverted commas photo-taking skills. =X&lt;br /&gt;Love the smiles!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19MZC-y-8Mw/TVgW6iV6xdI/AAAAAAAAD40/S6dhUOJjWPg/s1600/Ric%2B%2526%2BPeggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19MZC-y-8Mw/TVgW6iV6xdI/AAAAAAAAD40/S6dhUOJjWPg/s320/Ric%2B%2526%2BPeggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573229733777950162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That's Peggy, Ric &amp;amp; his 'Spoon'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hahaha! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAtti_WKIH0/TVgasqX5cAI/AAAAAAAAD48/zYzq2SCXxrI/s1600/It%2527s%2Ba%2Bgreat%2Bgreat%2Bworld%2Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAtti_WKIH0/TVgasqX5cAI/AAAAAAAAD48/zYzq2SCXxrI/s320/It%2527s%2Ba%2Bgreat%2Bgreat%2Bworld%2Bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573233893462077442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;With Mr Reddy &amp;amp; My King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Oh, and that's my Miffy-inspired dress btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hahaha! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Oogay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;End of my weekend updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;No monday blues tomorrow because it's ♥-is-in-the-air Day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I get to go on dinner date with mah king! Yayness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I loveeeee my Mr TKP aka Pengy aka King!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Times spent with him are never enough. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Not only have I got wishes from the king,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr Moron (Hahaha! I doubt he'll be reading this anyway.) and Uncle Yong surprisingly wished me too! Such sweet pals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Not forgetting Annoying Lim who though have been MIA, but just wrote on my wall wishing me Happy vday. Awwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why thank you, you guys just made my day! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To all the couples out there, I hope you guys have the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;liest time together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;As for the singles, Valentine's Day's Bestie's Day too! Share the love with your best friends or people whom you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Because LOVE IS IN THE AIR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1bNz1cu0-k/TVgiboz31dI/AAAAAAAAD5E/ZG3vMJUPZ1M/s1600/Heart%2BFireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1bNz1cu0-k/TVgiboz31dI/AAAAAAAAD5E/ZG3vMJUPZ1M/s320/Heart%2BFireworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573242397077788114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Spread the loveeeeee guys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;♥xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-1726035113712244311?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/1726035113712244311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=1726035113712244311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1726035113712244311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1726035113712244311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-was-your-weekend-i-had-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dCOvghFA7Zg/TVgBrbaxC5I/AAAAAAAAD30/SB11LngRjo8/s72-c/E250%2BSoft%2BTop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-5784281536666146805</id><published>2011-02-10T16:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:05:03.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Exactly a week ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;2011 - 初一:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOfQV2G-yI/AAAAAAAAD2k/Yz4oWZfLyv0/s1600/Da%2BKing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOfQV2G-yI/AAAAAAAAD2k/Yz4oWZfLyv0/s320/Da%2BKing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571972267078253346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mah King. &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;No photos of myself cause I barely recovered.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Looked like shit, felt like shit. Hahaha. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOjaBj-8hI/AAAAAAAAD2s/wUp03SmLZHU/s1600/HIM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOjaBj-8hI/AAAAAAAAD2s/wUp03SmLZHU/s320/HIM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571976831478723090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The blurness of the pic kinda explains my health at that point in time no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lol. Excuses~ =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;初三,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;we finally remembered to take a pic, courtesy of Lionel sister. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;@ Nex Carpark after watching Homecoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOlzOWt9sI/AAAAAAAAD20/lfBli1aGChU/s1600/Chu%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOlzOWt9sI/AAAAAAAAD20/lfBli1aGChU/s320/Chu%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571979463432730306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As some of you would have already seen in my Facebook.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The reason why you're seeing my Black &amp;amp; Pink Adidas High Cut instead of my JS Wings is simply because the wings are too precious. I don't wana risk going visiting and have visitors trampling all over my wings at the doorstep... Ha ha ha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;If you're at this point, lost already, here's what I'm talking about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe2wYNZOEhc/TVOnlY9_vZI/AAAAAAAAD28/Btz0UXghcLE/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe2wYNZOEhc/TVOnlY9_vZI/AAAAAAAAD28/Btz0UXghcLE/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571981424786914706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This is what I call, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Favourato. (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So anyway, have I already mentioned that if you have not caught 'Homecoming' yet, please don't foolishly waste your time and money.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;First of all, IMHO, the show is at some point too draggy. On the contrary to it's Chinese title "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;笑着回家", I don't even think it's that funny to begin with. I think Ah Long Pte Ltd is much funnier than this please. I can watch it like 5 times and still laugh over the same thing all over again. =X&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; just so you know, my king fell asleep halfway. Hahaha! Tell me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOsBMknl9I/AAAAAAAAD3E/FyvnNFt4ktk/s1600/Reddy%2B%2526%2BM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOsBMknl9I/AAAAAAAAD3E/FyvnNFt4ktk/s320/Reddy%2B%2526%2BM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571986300542097362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Reddy and his Master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOujF1KZiI/AAAAAAAAD3M/BYTrv_d2CIY/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOujF1KZiI/AAAAAAAAD3M/BYTrv_d2CIY/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571989081871246882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Peng and Lionel's Old-New 小 Tiong Chia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hohoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJo6ttv8EVc/TVOwFCfgFaI/AAAAAAAAD3U/-6rSBpL_Jt8/s1600/Da%2Bboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJo6ttv8EVc/TVOwFCfgFaI/AAAAAAAAD3U/-6rSBpL_Jt8/s320/Da%2Bboys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571990764602267042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mah Sister &amp;amp; Mah Boyfriend to spend my 初三 with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Last night,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I finally had a catching up dinner with my good old friend Jorin aka France.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;A short, simple dinner over summarised updates and some discussion about the future.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;About wedding plans, about BTO location, about how prices of resale flats are too far fetched to buy over, yadda yadda yadda.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;See how age catches up and time waits for no man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Just a couple of years ago, in our poly year 3, conversations went round projects and gossips.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Upon graduation, we all moved on to Uni life and conversations went round school and gossips.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Then it became all about job prospects, getting a full-time job and updates on life and gossips start to become less and less.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Now, we're already at the stage of planning bout our futures, career advancements, wedding plans, houses to BTO, and that kids will be part of nature that we mutually agreed on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Very soon, 3 4 years will pass and we will be at the stage of receiving wedding invitations and attending wedding dinners.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Then it will be house warmings..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Then baby shower.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Then bout our kids..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Then bout our grandchildren..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Then bout retirement..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; finally wait for your day to come.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hahahaha. Life~ *Shakes head* Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVO1CUgHkII/AAAAAAAAD3c/2hwkZvKqZZM/s1600/J1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVO1CUgHkII/AAAAAAAAD3c/2hwkZvKqZZM/s320/J1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571996215455223938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;That's us in the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Perhaps the one of the many habits of meetups that has never moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVO2KBbq2YI/AAAAAAAAD3k/-9ghIrSd--k/s1600/Blur%2Bis%2Bthe%2Bnew%2Bsharp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVO2KBbq2YI/AAAAAAAAD3k/-9ghIrSd--k/s320/Blur%2Bis%2Bthe%2Bnew%2Bsharp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571997447286872450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm sorryyy. I don't know is it my hands or my cam. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jorin says, "Blur is the new sharp." xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; a final take!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxyGHO9smxc/TVO3VJxb8pI/AAAAAAAAD3s/ozXEehCd0V4/s1600/Us%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxyGHO9smxc/TVO3VJxb8pI/AAAAAAAAD3s/ozXEehCd0V4/s320/Us%2B2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571998738015842962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;That's gonna be all for today folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;There are more to say but I'm running out of time. It's time to prepare for dinner at 2nd Aunt's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Will try to blog again soon / more frequently  admidst my busy study plans... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;PS: Yuan yuan, if you are reading this, the purple fonts are for euuuu. I'll blog bout our pink convo next kay I promise! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;♥ xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-5784281536666146805?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/5784281536666146805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=5784281536666146805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/5784281536666146805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/5784281536666146805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/02/exactly-week-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TVOfQV2G-yI/AAAAAAAAD2k/Yz4oWZfLyv0/s72-c/Da%2BKing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-8962112843623366228</id><published>2011-02-05T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T01:24:35.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hello hello!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;First of all, let me wish all my readers and friends a very Prosperous and a very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In the blink of an eye, it's the 3rd day already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mmm, so much for asking everyone to take good care and drink more water. Right after my first reunion dinner of the week on Monday, I woke up the next day with superbly high fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My head was spinning, my heart was beating so fast I couldn't eat, sit or talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For a moment I thought I was gonna be concussed any moment and be sent to the hospital. =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;It was terrible! I lied in bed on Tuesday and Wednesday. 2 whole solid days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Practically didn't eat at all for whatever went in came out from the same place. ='( I had the most precious TLC from Daddy and Boyfriend. Thankful for them, I managed to be up on the first day of CNY. Though still weak but at least no longer burning and am eating more now. *Phew* I feel so frail and even thinner. Oh gosh. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;So anyway, that's my boring &amp;amp; sickly 2011 New Year for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I hope you guys are enjoying your new year pretty much now eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;This is gonna be a short update from me as I've just taken my medication and am feeling drowsy already.. No picture taken yet as 1st day I was too sick. Today, boyfriend and I forgot again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Mental note to self: To take a picture with my King later~ Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hopefully I'll have more interesting updates when I have fully recovered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;By the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;one thing I hate the most and can never bring myself to tolerate, is when I get no replies from the smses I sent out. B'cus I think that's just plain rude and don't give me any lame excuse like "sorry I was busy" or "I didn't receive" or whatever bcus when I say I don't like it, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; make exceptions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;When I am nice, doesn't mean you can take advantage of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I could have easily walked off. But I took a step back to leave room for negotiation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So, don't fucking test my patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Don't say I've never warned you before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;You know who you are, IF you are guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp;, there's a word in the dictionary under the letter 'R', young lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Someone just had to prove my life experience theory right ONCE AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-8962112843623366228?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/8962112843623366228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=8962112843623366228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8962112843623366228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8962112843623366228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-hello-first-of-all-let-me-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4666545728658229576</id><published>2011-01-30T22:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T01:33:15.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It's the end of the weekend yet again! Which also marks another day closer to prelims, another day closer to finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Someone please just shoot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Updates of my week: Following my Mani Pedi appointment, got my hair dyed black to jet black on Thursday by my 2nd Aunt. Thankfully, she's always there and willing to help me to diy-dye my hair for me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jet black hair has always been my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;But in Sept last year, I had this sudden urge to get my hair dyed. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It's been 4 months already and though I've had jet black hair for years, I was pretty afraid I wouldn't get used to it and indeed, I'm still trying to adapt to my current look. Mayyyybe after a few more washes the colour would turn more natural. I hope. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUV_eqteNNI/AAAAAAAAD2I/uPIMvM9PbJs/s1600/Brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUV_eqteNNI/AAAAAAAAD2I/uPIMvM9PbJs/s320/Brown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567996679151301842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Say Goodbye to Brown hair~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;That's my 2nd Aunt in the background btw. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUWB41iU_jI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/DxWgy--i8Lc/s1600/Black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUWB41iU_jI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/DxWgy--i8Lc/s320/Black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567999327757205042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; that's me with my old-new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;™ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Jet Black Hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;The pretty white dress I'm clad in above is from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;code&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;a href="http://sashaxoxo.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sashaxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;code&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I really ought to give them credit to because it's by far one of the prettiest dresses I've bought online!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;It's my 2nd buy from them already and none of them have disappointed me. Their prices are reasonable, quality's as promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It was love at first sight for the above as I was browsing through their latest arrivals. I contemplated for several days whether to get it or not as it's in white and white clothings are normally sheer and the king certainly wouldn't be very happy about it. Haha! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;When couple of days later, this piece was still in my mind, I knew I had to get it~ =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I decided to give them the benefit of doubt as this dress claimed to be of thick, superb quality material which is hardly sheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Well, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; is and I'm a superbly happy and satisfied customer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm loving it&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so much&lt;/span&gt; that I'm contemplating to abandon my cheongsam for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" id="search"&gt;初一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; already. Hohoho! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;The last I checked this piece is still available so do check them out if you're loving it as much as I do! They have plenty of other awesome dresses too, I'm sure you'll be spoilt for choice! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I gave IBM class a miss on Friday cause I was really really tired. &amp;amp; I didn't want to take the risk of playing the role of heroine lest I fall sick before CNY. Then it was dinner at night held by daddy. Good food + family gathering = (((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Saturday was a noon out with Daddy and my King. Boyfriend and I took daddy out for his birthday present to be made. It was his Chinese birthday and it's dad's birthday today! At night, boyfriend and I went to meet Ric, Peggy &amp;amp; Lionel sister for some Macdonalds supper. We decided to K but the place we always go to was fully booked. So we decided to head to Chinatown! (Grins from Peggy &amp;amp; I. Hahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sadly, our happiness was short-lived as practically all the stalls were closed due to the dampening rain. &gt;=|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So we ended up at Playnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Our first time there, and our first time playing wii. We sure had quite abit of fun! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUWKU07WKcI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/LkZ_UE4G1f8/s1600/Playnation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUWKU07WKcI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/LkZ_UE4G1f8/s320/Playnation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568008604723063234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The one small part of the colourful wallpaper in Playnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; Uber Cute Maximums!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No school for the week starting tomorrow. Woo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Am gonna have my first reunion dinner at 3rd Aunt / Grandma's place tomorrow before my handsome cousin flies off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Superbly nonstop wet weather for the past 2 days is uber mood-spoiling. Especially when I've made up my mind to have a go at Chinatown. =|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Finally, today was a stay home day as the King's sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Went over to visit him as the pig in disguise slept till 5pm. Zzzzz. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;People around me, both friends and family are not exactly too well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So everbardy! Let's all please get ample rest, drink lots and lots of water, consume more vegetables and fruits rich in Vitamin C yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;CNY is just 4 days away and we get to enjoy all the new year goodies! Yummy yum yum! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4666545728658229576?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4666545728658229576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4666545728658229576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4666545728658229576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4666545728658229576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-end-of-weekend-yet-again-which-also.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUV_eqteNNI/AAAAAAAAD2I/uPIMvM9PbJs/s72-c/Brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-1885027234302180925</id><published>2011-01-26T19:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T15:18:43.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It's Wednesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The first day I'm looking forward to this week. Not because it's mid week if that is what's  going through your mind right now. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;That's because today's my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; awaited nail appointment with Susan from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.freewebs.com/preciousnail/" target="_blank"&gt;Precious Nails&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;, a home based nail salon in Tampines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I went to her for the first time bout a month or so ago to get my first set of nail extensions removed. It was a pretty pre-traumatizing experience for me as I was told about how soft, thin and brittle our nails would become after gel extensions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So anyway, I found Susan after doing some research on my all-time favourite, Google. Someone was giving a good review on her extensions removal from Susan &amp;amp; on top of that, she was by far the cheapest I found at that point of time so there! My first visit to Susan. Sweet Peggy was so nice to accompany me there for the first time considering it was an early Sunday morning and we went back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; late on Saturday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Process was pretty painless other than some abrasion on my cuticles from all the filing and buffing. Note that's not because she's not skilled but my hands are the hands of a "Princess" literally they say. Too soft and thin every single time I visit any random manicurist, getting injured and seeing blood was the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; norm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;. So she's as I read about her, gentle and rather motherly to some extend. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I knew I could trust her and give her a try for my CNY nails. So I made my appointment for today. I seriously give up finding cheapo places and then get injured nails at the end of the day. Those close friends of mine know what's it like for me. So I'm determined to find someone good, skilled, whom I can trust and stick to her for as long as god knows. Lol. Fyi, for a home based nail salon, her services ain't the cheapest. But for me, I'm willing to pay for the assurance that my nails are in extremely safe hands. She specialises in gel nails and she's damn damn good. Throw her any complicated nail designs and she'll give you what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Aight, for those of you who are interested, sorry her CNY slots are all fully booked. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;She's super duper wooper highly in demand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I contemplated showing my very clean and simply done up Gel Overlay French Manicure as my BB's cam isn't doing my nails any justice at all. But oh whatever~ Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUAOU1ks_1I/AAAAAAAAD1o/B_UTeLYiMj8/s1600/French%2BMani%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUAOU1ks_1I/AAAAAAAAD1o/B_UTeLYiMj8/s320/French%2BMani%2B2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566464890571128658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Very very simple and classic Mani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Would have been much prettier if my nails were longer but this is as much as I can take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Anything longer, I'm gona start whining every other day. (Tested and Proven with my extensions done the other time. Hahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;To justify her awesome skills, here's Peggy's nails done by her last week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUAPYyxAXgI/AAAAAAAAD1w/50mL5JQE-_w/s1600/Peggy%2527s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUAPYyxAXgI/AAAAAAAAD1w/50mL5JQE-_w/s320/Peggy%2527s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566466058048527874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Gel Overlay with Red French Mani, blings &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;HANDDRAWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; Lace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUAQcwxjaMI/AAAAAAAAD14/MASQhjfRdfc/s1600/Pedi%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUAQcwxjaMI/AAAAAAAAD14/MASQhjfRdfc/s320/Pedi%2B2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566467225745057986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Classic Pedicure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Mah uber shimmering deep purple toes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I swear it looks 10times nicer in real. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;For once, I skipped having any red nails for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;. Woo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So, that's my nails for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;BTW, I don't get anything for "advertising" for Susan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;But just in case any girls out there suffers the same fate as me when it comes to a self-pampering mani or pedi, I wish all of you can solve this agony, just like I did. Good things ought to be shared no? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nuff said bout the nails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I wana sincerely thank those who sms-ed, watsapp-ed or asked me face to face bout what happened to me as they didn't see me in the latest collection launch by &lt;a href="http://fabfad.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabfad.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Fabfad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To me, I always thought nobody hardly ever knows that I'm modelling for them, besides my closest girlfriends. These queries, really took me aback and touched my heart. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Some said they weren't used to the new face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Some said unpleasant things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Some said both of us had our own strengths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Whatever it is, I thank you all for your feedback. I'm neutral against all these comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't know her personally but I know of her existence due to her popularity somehow. She's in this trade definitely longer than I do and imho, she's pretty sweet looking and has her charisma. Whatever I heard, I'm just gona take it with a pinch of salt, if not, none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't deny I want to work my way up to where she is one day. (Perhaps.) I might succeed. I might not. Whatever happens tomorrow, none of us know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This modelling industry, I've learnt, is very small. I certainly do not wish to step onto those above me to help get me above em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Not because it's a small industry and I wana be a fake 'angel'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's a matter of principles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I will not stoop down to underground or bimbotic or hypocrisy acts to succeed (IF I ever do that is), neither will I allow myself to be taken advantaged of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This is me and my stand for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm a strong believer of 真材实料. LOL. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Before I end off my post today, "Chew Lian" this is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You wanted to see it! Don't pester me for it already ar.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUAXClX0CqI/AAAAAAAAD2A/CGq2cXRIQZw/s1600/Royal%2BPrincess%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUAXClX0CqI/AAAAAAAAD2A/CGq2cXRIQZw/s320/Royal%2BPrincess%2B2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566474472589101730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Rin's Royal Princess Bed - 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Uber Chio Maximums!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Black sheets, pillow &amp;amp; bolster case with Satin Quilt Cover and Suede designs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: I'm counting down to tomorrow for another long awaited day! *Beams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;♥ xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-1885027234302180925?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/1885027234302180925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=1885027234302180925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1885027234302180925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1885027234302180925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-wednesday-first-day-im-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TUAOU1ks_1I/AAAAAAAAD1o/B_UTeLYiMj8/s72-c/French%2BMani%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-8938647756386519820</id><published>2011-01-24T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T17:53:38.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hello 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;It's my first post of the year and I have decided to reopen my blog to the public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Previously, my blog has been given permission to only 26 people, all of whom I trust. Privacy was due to some personal issues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;However, after much consideration, I have very much decided that there is no point in hiding because anyway, there's a saying that goes '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;when there's a will, there's a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.' For those who know me well enough, you know what I mean. &gt;=) Thank you to the dearest few who helped to encourage me to step out of my shadow to make this bold decision. You know who you are!! ♥!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sooo. Here I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Welcome to my little cyberspace which I've once again take claim to. :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'll probably be keeping this page alive all over again as exams are round the corner and I foresee the amount of stress is gonna escalate tremendously and I need an avenue to vent my frustrations or else I'll go insane. Haha! &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's been awhile since I wrote so please pardon me and allow me to re-establish my writing style. I'm feeling a little out of place already knowing that this little space will no longer be solely belonging to me and my trusted ones. I can literally feel like I'm on a stage in front of a big group of audience now. Lolol. Okay, this needs to get a tad bit of adapting to. =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Fow now, it's 10 days to the first day of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Have you done all your new year shopping yet? ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;♥xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-8938647756386519820?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/8938647756386519820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=8938647756386519820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8938647756386519820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8938647756386519820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011-its-brand-new-year-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-1697111963423698465</id><published>2010-11-23T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:49:55.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Life was never meant to be fair isn't that right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;When I thought there was finally a "happily ever after", humans simply love to take things for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;When I wasn't the best I could be, there was a reason why he couldn't love more and his vision for the future's blurred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;When I was the best I can be, all that ever happens was being taken for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I can never be the perfect lover in your eyes and I don't want to be anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It's tiring. &amp;amp; I will never be convinced enough if this is all that you can do for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Materials is not something I need. Love and need is what I want to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But you just don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Not that you don't. But you don't even bother trying to get it in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-1697111963423698465?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/1697111963423698465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=1697111963423698465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1697111963423698465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1697111963423698465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-was-never-meant-to-be-fair-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-1170296205322157979</id><published>2010-11-11T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:11:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I just realised I have abandoned my little space for more than a month. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Suddenly blogging came to my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Woke up this morning to receive an SMS from SIM that IBM class for today and tomorrow has been cancelled. Happy TTM not till Yong Zhuang sms-ed me to say he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; that make up class would prolly be on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; since it's pretty hard to fit everyone's schedule on a Monday. OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;But whatever it is, I decided to make full use of my time and study. Not very productive, but. I still did. ;D A little goes a long way eh? *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;N called me during lunch time to tell me ah ah ran out of 忘情水. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I laughed at the top of my lungs for like 2 whole mins before I don't know if I want to continue laughing or to cry. Haha that's N for you. He never fails to put a &lt;strike&gt;smile&lt;/strike&gt;. No. I should say he never fails to make me laugh even at my angriest or depressed-est moment. So far, only he can do that. He can really make me feel like I'm getting angry for nothing and that being depressed was only wasting precious time away of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;No matter how serious a problem I thought it is, he would have his way to make me feel like, okay. Maybe it ain't that bad afterall~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I knew what his motive of calling me was. He always did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; I always satisfied his motive. Bcus he's one I will share every little thing to and so does he share his dirty little secrets with me. Haha. Okay not exactly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; but yea. It's just a song title that popped into my mind while typing it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Like you know, *Acts a emo rock voice and sings chorus*: "I'll keep you my Dirty Little Secret~ Dirty Little Secret~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Oogay you ought to google or youtube it if you haven't heard that. '_'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So yea. Where was I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh. Yup. I conclude that men and women sometimes can never see eye to eye. &amp;amp; yet they were born to fall in love and make babies and keep the world spinning round and round. Duh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Kinda contradicting but well, accept it. That's life. &amp;amp; that's where Mr. Whoever geniusly invented the word 'quarrel.' Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Women are always over sensitive. &amp;amp; Men are always ignorant and overly INsensitive. So they'll never understand why we behave in the way we did and WE, on the other hand will never understand why can't they see how we see. Okay this is gona be never ending so I'm not keeping up with this argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;N says to me, "Aiyo.. Rin is soo affected by her lor.." Yes I am. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;But there's prolly nothing that can be done since that very fateful day which I seriously hate myself for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Believe it when they say "Ignorance is Bliss." Some things, are dead serious better left unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm gona try to put it aside for now. There's things that I can never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;If I can turn back time, I wouldn't wish that he knew me before her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I would just wish, that I didn't see everything that I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;For now, I'm gona take a shower and wait for Mrs. P.I. "Understand?" :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-1170296205322157979?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/1170296205322157979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=1170296205322157979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1170296205322157979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1170296205322157979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-realised-i-have-abandoned-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-607702328945577515</id><published>2010-10-02T04:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T05:25:47.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;There's an infinity of things beyond my control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;For that, there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;, somewhere up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;But what's within my grasp, it's high time I begin to strategise;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; work towards where I hope to see myself at 10months from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm grateful for people I've met so far from all walks of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;People (one at a time that is) who stood by me through different phases of my life : Stress, Sadness, Depression, Happiness, Conflicting friendships or relationship, etcetera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Alongside that, people (e.g. lecturers) who inspired, moved and made me grow - etched a distinct personality in me. A good one that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Technically, we determine on some level, what will shape, mould, abuse or use us. In layman terms, which is where our opinions are derived from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Truth be told, I was rather inspired since my first lesson this new and final year. Which somehow got me pondering about how I was going to carve my road in the coming year or 2. Nothing very linked if you're gonna ask me what exact motivational stuff he said. But I guess this is as what people would like to give credit to, "at the right time, right place by the right person."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Ironically, this person is someone 2 of my friends condemned. Haha tell me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;BTW, it isn't a very good idea to pen such inspired (notice I won't say 'inspirational' since whatever I said here wouldn't inspire you most probably. Haha!) thoughts down at 5am in the morning. I believe this post has a terrible structure with no clear meaning at all throughout. No beginning and no end. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I am one whose void of a very strong friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Friends come and go in my life. They never stay for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Perhaps, it's the way I am that people eventually drift away from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;If I like it, I like it. If I don't, I'll just give it to you. Simple. &amp;amp; I doubt everyone can take that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hence, I am a pretty lonely person whose forced to be independent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Whoever shaped me into who I am today, is based solely on myself. I hear, I meet and I learn. From there, I decide to sail my own ship in the vast ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;That's as far as my penny of thoughts would stretch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;You might be better off than me in your social lives. (Which I'm happy for you dears!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;But life's meaningless if none inspires and brings out the drive in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I hope you loves would find your inspiration too! :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-607702328945577515?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/607702328945577515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=607702328945577515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/607702328945577515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/607702328945577515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/10/theres-infinity-of-things-beyond-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-8055023187658952623</id><published>2010-08-19T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T01:53:05.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MARRIAGE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-8055023187658952623?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/8055023187658952623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=8055023187658952623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8055023187658952623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8055023187658952623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/08/marriage-when-i-got-home-that-night-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-125054296478026498</id><published>2010-08-18T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:29:50.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. ~ Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Who do you turn to when the  only person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;in the world that can stop you from  crying&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;is exactly the one making you cry? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-125054296478026498?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/125054296478026498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=125054296478026498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/125054296478026498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/125054296478026498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/08/ever-has-it-been-that-love-knows-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-9089308834691221133</id><published>2010-08-17T23:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:53:08.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Have you wondered how it feels when it's all over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Wondered how it feels when you just have to start anew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Never knowing where you're going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;when you face a brand new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It used to be that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Now I just close my eyes and say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I just want to breath again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Learn to face the joy and pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Discover how to laugh a little, cry a little,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Live a little more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I just wana face the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Forget about the woes of yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Maybe if I hope a little, try a little more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I'll breathe again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Starting out again is never easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Disappointments come and go but life still moves on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;With a bit of luck, it's a brand new start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;That might just work my way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;no need to walk away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;don't wana live on life's replay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Things will work out fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;If you can find the courage to look past the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;to see the break of dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;==========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Today, my student's grandma asked if I could spare her some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It really took me aback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The things she said to me. The issues she shared with me. The advices she gave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;That hour of talk kept my mind occupied throughout my entire bus journey home I was oblivious to my surroundings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I ask myself, throughout these 2 years of tutoring, why now, why today, why during this period of struggle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Last night, I had a bad night. I had blogshop shoot till late. &amp;amp; I thought I dropped the money I earned for the night. I was already in the control station, but I came back out panicking. Walking all the way back my trail to the place of shoot. I was tired. I was upset. It was late. I felt terribly miserable I felt like dropping to the ground to have a good cry at myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I held back and headed back home for good this time, preparing to face the fam with a smile on my face. Fortunately, no one was home. I flopped infront of my mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The girl infront of me looked so frail and thin. She has lost weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Streams and streams of hot tears rolled down my face like an overflowing cup of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I had no one to turn to. In my hands, I held on to "him" tightly. I cried out loud and begged &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;to tell me what to do. I begged &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; to help me. I told &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; I really don't know what to do anymore, right from wrong anymore... I begged and begged...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;heard me now. I don't believe in coincidence. I believe that everything happens for a reason. I am puzzled why of all times, now. But I realise, perhaps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; sent her to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Her words and experience she shared woke me up. It was like a slap on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;She made me see the wider and bigger picture. The real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;In the subtleness of answering my prayers, I was lectured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;My love is suffocating you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I hope you'll find a better girl who definitely will not love you more than I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;but at least, will love you better than I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TGqv7ePI4FI/AAAAAAAAD0o/IW-iQdUoUNk/s1600/Love_U.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TGqv7ePI4FI/AAAAAAAAD0o/IW-iQdUoUNk/s320/Love_U.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506406930677555282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ilu. Always &amp;amp; forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-9089308834691221133?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/9089308834691221133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=9089308834691221133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/9089308834691221133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/9089308834691221133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/08/have-you-wondered-how-it-feels-when-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TGqv7ePI4FI/AAAAAAAAD0o/IW-iQdUoUNk/s72-c/Love_U.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-6701126495620514565</id><published>2010-08-11T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T03:44:55.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>越是在乎的人越是猜不透</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Somewhere, somehow, this whole */* doesn't seem to be very smooth sailing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Everything's too superficial. Time isn't lacking. Something else is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Don't ask me what it is, because neither do I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I never had the chance to be overwhelmed by:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"I'm so blessed to have him.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Feels very loved.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Thank you for everything.. I am incredibly lucky to have you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I feel so empty &amp;amp; upset just reading all these updates in my FB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;It's not as if I am envying someone whose attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I am attached myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But I just can't find "Rin love". Just like... "我愛上給我勇氣的 Rainie  Love"  (雨愛)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I don't know why is it so hard for me to want the sweetest love in the simplest way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What I need does not need anything that requires monetary involvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I need your heart. I need your love. Your tender loving care. It's FOC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But what it seems, is too much for you to give. I seem to be demanding and expecting too much, as you put it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;We are 2 different souls in love with perspectives bouncing off each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I have hurt too many people enough, to want this to be serious, to give my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You, on the other hand, has been hurt enough and have decided to stop giving your all because you believe that whatever that you put in at the end of the day, leaves with you with nothing but a broken heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;It's unfair. To me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A person who have decided to turn back for the good ends up getting hurt in every way and not earning the love that was given, yet I cold-heartedly tore apart and never looked back no matter how they teared and begged and whatever they did to try to win me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;It's karma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;It's all coming back to me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But, you on the other hand, decided that I will be the last of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Is that truly what you want out of overwhelming love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Or is that just a choice you feel you have to make for all these years I've stood by you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;It seems to me the latter for I was never given a chance to outbeat the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Whatever I did all these years just wasn't sufficient to let you believe in true love again, to want to put in your all because you know that this time, I will not disappoint and hurt you like the rest did. I was never able to convince you enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Or perhaps, somewhere tiny in your heart is still waiting for your right "she".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;No one has the key to this answer except yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;It's for me to unriddle. But I have given up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A song that I once love so much, you came to know about recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; to my realisation lately, the entire song, simply speaks my broken and tired heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you even know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;期待让人越来越&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;疲惫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;谁和我一样,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;等不到他的谁?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;爱上你我总在学会,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;寂寞的滋味.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;一个人撑伞,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;一个人擦泪,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;一个人好累..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;怎样的雨,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;怎样的夜,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;怎样的我,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;能让你更想念&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;雨要多大,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;天要多黑,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;才能够有你的体贴?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;其实 没有我你分不清那些差别&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;结局还能多明显&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;别说你会难过,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;别说你想改变.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;被爱的人不用道歉.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-6701126495620514565?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/6701126495620514565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=6701126495620514565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6701126495620514565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6701126495620514565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/08/somewhere-somehow-this-whole-doesnt.html' title='越是在乎的人越是猜不透'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4403438722702116763</id><published>2010-07-30T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:49:14.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When you least expect to see someone, fate just made you bump into him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just about a year ago, I had to pull strings to make him spare a minute or two to come out from Powerhouse to take a photo with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; yesterday, of ALL places, in the temple, baby nudged me and said, "Eh.. S******** right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HOHOHO. Can guess who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TFI9LcQwi7I/AAAAAAAAD0g/KHCWwDJLSMg/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TFI9LcQwi7I/AAAAAAAAD0g/KHCWwDJLSMg/s400/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499525361747135410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;SYLVESTER SIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4403438722702116763?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4403438722702116763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4403438722702116763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4403438722702116763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4403438722702116763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-you-least-expect-to-see-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TFI9LcQwi7I/AAAAAAAAD0g/KHCWwDJLSMg/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4483508847468038955</id><published>2010-07-25T22:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T23:28:54.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The weekend's over in a blink of an eye with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;L family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Aka the BB 9700 gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Woahaha~ *Rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Our 2nd Crab feast. Yum yum! Followed by ktv @ Chinatown Party world then to Yishun dam.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Bugis followed by Ubi carmart then to Changi Mee Sua for dinner.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;With a superbly grumpy Rin the entire Sunday. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TExTnIP-bVI/AAAAAAAADz4/T9nLm8zixAw/s1600/bb+users.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TExTnIP-bVI/AAAAAAAADz4/T9nLm8zixAw/s320/bb+users.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497861176807026002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Jan's way of greeting me Good Morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TExT9r-paJI/AAAAAAAAD0A/NQxGZnDDV3w/s1600/Jan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TExT9r-paJI/AAAAAAAAD0A/NQxGZnDDV3w/s320/Jan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497861564355143826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;This was taken on Boy's camera actually. But re-taken on Jan's bb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Taken the week before - Peng's 24th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TExWinDrJKI/AAAAAAAAD0I/7lcLTvDx4tQ/s1600/Hello+Gingy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TExWinDrJKI/AAAAAAAAD0I/7lcLTvDx4tQ/s320/Hello+Gingy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497864397712467106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Meet my new toy Gingy! (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TExXXuGQT2I/AAAAAAAAD0Q/WPOnTuryw10/s1600/Baby+%26+Gingy+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TExXXuGQT2I/AAAAAAAAD0Q/WPOnTuryw10/s320/Baby+%26+Gingy+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497865310135406434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;First pic of Baby &amp;amp; Gingy ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;To end of this post,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"L Lah!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4483508847468038955?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4483508847468038955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4483508847468038955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4483508847468038955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4483508847468038955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekends-over-in-blink-of-eye-with-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TExTnIP-bVI/AAAAAAAADz4/T9nLm8zixAw/s72-c/bb+users.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-8365085277739603876</id><published>2010-07-21T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:40:05.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting a full stop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Just as Mervin is gonna stop organising shoots,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I reckon that my photoshoot venture will be coming to a full stop with the end of July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mervin is the only photographer whose willing to "groom" us as his models &amp;amp; there's never another I'm more comfortable working with. Or I can trust - as you put it. But I may be wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In this entire month of journey, I've received compliments as well as criticisms (whether seriously made or not). But I thank all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Thank you all for the compliments for I'm grateful for your appreciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Thank you all for the criticisms for you made me realise that I have people who love me - particularly to a sweetheart, J Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You stood up for me and fought back all words against me and picked me up from my lowest point. When I felt the worst, you were the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; there for me, who understood me &amp;amp; showered me with love, care &amp;amp; encouragement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You used to be the baby amongst us, but today, you are no longer the baby we knew 5years ago~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;J Chew I lub euuuuu!! &amp;amp; thank you for everything ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Now I'm looking forward to my birthday because that's when our plans will materialise.. Weee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;As for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I will play my part and contribute my best to Fabfad. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TEayK-i8GkI/AAAAAAAADzw/nrqqHK989q8/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TEayK-i8GkI/AAAAAAAADzw/nrqqHK989q8/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496276296910248514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-8365085277739603876?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/8365085277739603876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=8365085277739603876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8365085277739603876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8365085277739603876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/07/putting-full-stop.html' title='Putting a full stop.'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TEayK-i8GkI/AAAAAAAADzw/nrqqHK989q8/s72-c/DSC_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-184813865496240257</id><published>2010-07-20T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T01:08:20.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to Janice Chew ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you thank you Jan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Because......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;chosen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; to be fabfad's next exclusive model!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hohoho girlfriends, please support me and support http://fabfad.livejournal.com in the coming future ya? (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Their collection 10 will be up later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cheers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-184813865496240257?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/184813865496240257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=184813865496240257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/184813865496240257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/184813865496240257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/07/dedicated-to-janice-chew.html' title='Dedicated to Janice Chew ♥'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-2789106826845801918</id><published>2010-07-14T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T15:23:44.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;In the subtleness of words, the spikes pierce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;In the portrayal of mischief, there's an apparent level of stern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I can take bantering only to a certain extent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Till it pricks my pride, everything has to stop and reconsidered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Even if it means taking you out from my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Call me an intolerant, but I'm after all my dad's little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp; the least I am, is an average looking girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Not worthless of any cent. - as you (people) described.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I've identified my modus operandi and am on a journey of progress and success,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;mark my words, to those who never looked me up in anyway today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"I give as good as I get."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;From today onwards, don't expect any favours from me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Not a single exception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's a plastic world we live in. &amp;amp; there is no place for an angel to reside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So she's leaving. For good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-2789106826845801918?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/2789106826845801918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=2789106826845801918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2789106826845801918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2789106826845801918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-subtleness-of-words-spikes-pierce.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-3094309144913343745</id><published>2010-07-12T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T15:34:23.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;The girl keeps silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;The words in her heart don't even form into sentences anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Just waves of emotion and thoughts that can't be articulated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Constipated attempts to make things work again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;But just before I do, I was advised to simply ignore. Maybe I should. We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Somethings should really be done the right way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Despite having a terrible Monday, I've got happy news all thanks to J baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;We had dinner last Thursday over macs followed by a couple of drinks at Punggol marina, where she gave me the heads up that fabfad is hiring for an exclusive model and urged me to try it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; guess what? I received email last night that I was shortlisted!! Happy like mad. I was jumping around in my room like a madgirl at 4am in the morning. LOL. Though not selected yet but at least I've got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;If I really am selected at the end of the day it means another sideline income for me as this is gona be on a long term basis as their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;exclusive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; model. I need $$$! ($_$)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Hohoho wish me the best of luck please! Thank you thank you! :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDrEDIn_wzI/AAAAAAAADzo/2sURO6isJAI/s1600/rin-2-pp-bdr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDrEDIn_wzI/AAAAAAAADzo/2sURO6isJAI/s320/rin-2-pp-bdr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492918253665633074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My organiser Mervin is a damn cartoon fellow born in the 1990s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;He's funny (pun intended) generally but when he comes to shoots, he's very serious and strict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;No means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; precisely because of that quality he ensures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;he forces the best poses and expression outta me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;If Rin A manages to make a living out of modelling in future, it is all because of him. :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-3094309144913343745?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/3094309144913343745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=3094309144913343745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/3094309144913343745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/3094309144913343745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/07/girl-keeps-silent.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDrEDIn_wzI/AAAAAAAADzo/2sURO6isJAI/s72-c/rin-2-pp-bdr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-2011884313548081289</id><published>2010-07-06T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T02:37:50.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;In about 12 hours from now, I will probably be waiting for my turn to be interviewed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I will be going for a casting for Loreal Hair Styling Event with Dea darling, upon which only 6 will be chosen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Basically it's gona be either a free rebonding, or a free perm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I would love a perm for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; once in a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; try but not at this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I would only want huge wavy curls like a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &amp;amp; my hair length's not doing any justice right now. Haha. =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm in for the idea of a free rebonding but but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; I just did it last Dec in Thailand and I planned to redo it in Dec during our family yearly trip but if it's gonna be free, I wouldn't mind saving some money. (Provided it doesn't damage my hair.) :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My face, my hair, &amp;amp; my nails are 3 parts of my body that if in any event is destroyed, would leave me feeling extremely distraught. Lol. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh well, I'm just gona take tomorrow as a pinch of salt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;If you get it, you get it. If you don't, never mind~ :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;On a side note, I think certain friendships are really scary. You can be the closest of friends today, and the next, you're like complete strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The impeccable complexity of human mind that I fail terribly to comprehend. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Or maybe there was just never an ending meant to last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Just a span of time, a passion, a season, where a friendship blossomed from watsapp and smarties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-2011884313548081289?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/2011884313548081289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=2011884313548081289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2011884313548081289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2011884313548081289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-about-12-hours-from-now-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-2578582934886377360</id><published>2010-07-05T00:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T01:27:22.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's a brand new week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp; so once again I take claim to this plot of land on cyberspace. Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My weekend was as usual tiring.&lt;br /&gt;It's my 2nd consecutive week to kick start my Saturday at 6am due to photo shooting. &amp;amp; if I were to include the coming Saturday, it's gonna be the 3rd. But this time round it's gonna be different because it's my first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;paid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; shoot that Mervin has organised for myself, deanne and another model I will be meeting for the first, Evangeline. I'm soo nervous with a max of 6 photographers stationed at different areas and we'll be taking turns to go to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I really enjoy working with Mervin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We can clique well. &amp;amp; guess what. He's born in the year of 1990. Younger than me! Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I didn't like him (just the feel) the first time I met him but subsequently he begin to remove that line between us and we could all talk about anything and everything &amp;amp; he's seriously hilarious. He laughs at every little thing and the way he does it makes me want to laugh too and not because the thing he said was funny. Hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;On Saturday, the weather wasn't in our favour. It rained and Deanne, Mervin, his friend Hui Ming (another photographer) &amp;amp; myself ended up chilling and chatting over morning coffee in Starbucks till the rain stopped. I enjoyed this shoot best. We all had so much fun and we could talk about everything and anything.. Felt really stress-less this time round. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But Mervin actually broke a sad news to me. He said he'll probably not be organizing shoots anymore but he said he wouldn't let our employment journey just end here. He said he knew of really nice organizers out there that could lead us thereafter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Well, to me that wasn't really the point. It takes some connection and affinity between a model and her photographer to be able to work together to produce a beautiful end result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's tested and proven trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Among all my photos, the ones taken with Mervin are the best. (Imho.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Because when you feel good, you look good. When you don't feel good, it just shows on your face.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just chatting with Khang wei, whom I did my 3rd photoshoot with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;He said most of my photos, my eyes just didn't connect.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I expected just as much that my photos wouldn't really turn out well simply because I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;six&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;mosquito bites on my legs while waiting for deanne to be done with her shoots. So by the time it was my turn, my mind was literally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; my legs. Super bloody itchy! Take one photo, fidget and scratch abit. Take another photo, stamp my foot and jump abit. To the extent khang wei had to use his props to fan my legs for me. LOL. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, here are a few of the sneak peaks that he showed me first.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Speaking of which, I really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; a fringe cut. I give up trying to keep it long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bad hair days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; on every shoot! Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDC-lIIhDQI/AAAAAAAADyw/i5MWXbf5lfE/s1600/299+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDC-lIIhDQI/AAAAAAAADyw/i5MWXbf5lfE/s320/299+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490097490812275970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;PS: Notice my disastrous fringe?! =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I look like I have some bloody kiew mor!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDC_H19pEdI/AAAAAAAADy4/Q85qJmzgol0/s1600/314+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDC_H19pEdI/AAAAAAAADy4/Q85qJmzgol0/s320/314+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490098087230247378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; this looks like those typical dandruff free shampoo ad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;lolol. zzzz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDC_2AsdFWI/AAAAAAAADzA/uzKPKDgjs74/s1600/318+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDC_2AsdFWI/AAAAAAAADzA/uzKPKDgjs74/s320/318+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490098880384931170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Okay. This, is funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDDAkIfGoZI/AAAAAAAADzI/Ria60syD1Rg/s1600/388+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDDAkIfGoZI/AAAAAAAADzI/Ria60syD1Rg/s320/388+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490099672750399890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I like this simply because I think it doesn't even look like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Of course, you may want to ignore the chui fringe. =O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDDBJBRq64I/AAAAAAAADzQ/6aR0D-KZYDQ/s1600/486+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDDBJBRq64I/AAAAAAAADzQ/6aR0D-KZYDQ/s320/486+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490100306470169474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Eeeky hairstyle. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Highlight of the week to self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDDDHosTHeI/AAAAAAAADzY/DyfPKG-wwlE/s1600/05fp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDDDHosTHeI/AAAAAAAADzY/DyfPKG-wwlE/s320/05fp1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490102481714355682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Dad, this is an ultimatum, not a discussion awaiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Put some trust in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;, won't disappoint you. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp;, Happy advanced 23rd birthday to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDDD3X-KJnI/AAAAAAAADzg/EQSztV66BkA/s1600/bananahuge3rd119202oj.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDDD3X-KJnI/AAAAAAAADzg/EQSztV66BkA/s320/bananahuge3rd119202oj.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490103301859583602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-2578582934886377360?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/2578582934886377360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=2578582934886377360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2578582934886377360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2578582934886377360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-brand-new-week-so-once-again-i-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TDC-lIIhDQI/AAAAAAAADyw/i5MWXbf5lfE/s72-c/299+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-8941967844084209082</id><published>2010-07-02T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T22:15:28.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession since forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TC3zB_pOyuI/AAAAAAAADyo/SfHFd3doTNU/s1600/bb9700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TC3zB_pOyuI/AAAAAAAADyo/SfHFd3doTNU/s320/bb9700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489310736424291042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Can't keep my hands.. my hands.. my ha uh my hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Can't keep my hands.. my hands.. my.. uh.. my..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Can't keep my hands.. my hands.. my.. uh.. my..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Can't keep my hands.. my hands.. my hands.. off a BB Bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And there you have it haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I tried my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I went to Apple Iphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I guess I'm a failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can't seem to keep my damn hands off the BB Bold but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It is what it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-8941967844084209082?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/8941967844084209082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=8941967844084209082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8941967844084209082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8941967844084209082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/07/obsession-since-forever.html' title='Obsession since forever.'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TC3zB_pOyuI/AAAAAAAADyo/SfHFd3doTNU/s72-c/bb9700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4627462099090058083</id><published>2010-07-01T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:47:26.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;On a night tonight, I feel lonely and empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; I just feel like crying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Don't ask me why. If you really have to know, I'm yer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Emo Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TCy4ckouvMI/AAAAAAAADyI/Dos310uDZgs/s1600/cry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TCy4ckouvMI/AAAAAAAADyI/Dos310uDZgs/s320/cry1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488964846868151490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4627462099090058083?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4627462099090058083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4627462099090058083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4627462099090058083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4627462099090058083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-night-tonight-i-feel-lonely-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TCy4ckouvMI/AAAAAAAADyI/Dos310uDZgs/s72-c/cry1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-8850664799750474084</id><published>2010-06-30T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T00:23:04.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I realise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Suddenly there was no where to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;no one to turn to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;But at least, there was somewhere to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Derided I feel. To be given a chance to live and yet hindered to success by the correspondence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-8850664799750474084?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/8850664799750474084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=8850664799750474084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8850664799750474084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8850664799750474084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-realise.html' title='I realise...'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-6117134399439970441</id><published>2010-06-24T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T18:54:08.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I am so tired! Zzzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Practically packed every single day since last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Been really busy with work, tutoring, funeral, photoshoots, rom &amp;amp; visiting.. My burden's gona be lessened after tomorrow. Tomorrow's the last I have to work hard for and prepare to hand over back to Mr Poh. Welcome home Yi Jie! I missed you!!! &amp;amp; I'll be really glad to have you back in action in my life.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I learnt alot of values and principles from The Karate Kid. It's got to be the best and my favourite of the favourites in my list! (To the extent it outbids too fast too furious, intial D all the car shows which I previously loved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;"When life knocks you down, you can choose whether or not to get back up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So I said lots of cock and bull story bout how I wanted to venture photoshooting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But truth be told I was actually disheartened after my first. It just wasn't a very pleasant experience for me I guess. Nothing went wrong don't get me wrong. But I just didn't like the style of the photographer. &amp;amp; I reckon he's got to be the amateur of the amateurs because I can do better basic editing than him duh. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So I decided maybe this just wasn't my thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Actually i think it really isn't. In fact all these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;fashion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; shoots goes against my rather reclusive nature. Haha. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But oh well, with my new "modelling mate" deanne, I've agreed to 3 upcoming shoots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;One this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;My day started as early as 6am this morning as we were supposed to meet at clarke quay mrt at 9am. Holy shit. I'm super shagged now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Trial shoot was fun today as there were 3 photographers. 2 male 1female. We could all hit it off well due to close age gap. ;) &amp;amp; so with that, I got back up and decided to try photoshooting again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;You know I really don't have any plans to go far in this industry judging from the number of experienced and prettier girls (with better assets too) in the industry already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But i'll work on my polly pocket size. &amp;amp; hopefully just go far enough to give me a decent sideline income on top of tutoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I ventured into tutoring with nothing till something after 4 years of experience so I think I can do it all over again? Or can I not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;It's a chapter waiting to unfold... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I'm tired but really happy because my buddy will be back tomorrow morning!! Wheeee~ ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;One of my friends checked out my facebook and he msned me. Here's our little conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;L: tomorrow your good friend coming out ah haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea!! How you know. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: saw your post on fb. guess should be him lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me: Lolol. so smart! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;L: Of cos! u 2 damn close leh.. bf won't jealous meh? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So my answer to him was... No? Hahaha.. De bf hasn't voiced out anything so I take it as no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Is it or is it not baby? I think I can practically hear his reply now... Woahahaha. &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Mmm, I'm so tired my mind can't churn out a really organised and well written post I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;If you realised, ever since I started blogging again after the exams, I revamped my blog in terms of my writing style. I'm learning to write better. The reason behind this, I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; spoken and written english is a crucial "pre-requisite" for first impression. (&amp;amp; interviews to come of course when it's eventually my time to step into the working society.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;More importantly, sometimes I really wana express my thoughts yet wanting to protect that little bit of privacy so I want to learn to write with profound insight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I should have taken a degree in communication studies or something. Mmm then again they would definitely consider your language grades which is nothing to flaunt about with a mere B3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;*snicker*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I'm suddenly reminded that someone really offended me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;As I read the text, each word stinged my integrity and ignited the fire within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Apalled and disappointed for you should by now, after all that we've been through know on which grounds I stand on firmly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Toying with my integrity is neither something I take lightly nor is it an act unforgivable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I will forgive you. But not now. Give me some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Anger which comes in the form of disappointment takes longer to dispel afterall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Oogay my mind's shut now &amp;amp; I shall stop typing as my eyes are closing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Time to meet best hwen &amp;amp; chia hsuan soon for dinner. Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Till then mates! See you, see me, see AH JIE! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;♥,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Rin Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-6117134399439970441?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/6117134399439970441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=6117134399439970441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6117134399439970441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6117134399439970441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-so-tired-zzzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-114972000735236386</id><published>2010-06-17T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:17:09.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;And so I got over my bad week, recovered from all the sickness &amp;amp; I'm up and well again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*Grins &amp;amp; does a banana dance* Woo hoo. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm currently in a state of mixed emotions. Stoked with a little bit of dread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I know right. It sounds totally ridiculous but that's how ridiculous I feel too. Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Swift update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I started my holidays feeling unhappy &amp;amp; weary because I don't know what tomorrow will bring. I was thrown into a heap of work technically claimed by my dear yijie as "idiot-proof". But this heap of "idiot-proof" work actually brought me lots of stress, trouble, slight depression, tears &amp;amp; finally to a smile now. The process of it all made me learn alot albeit a tough one. Thinking back, I really wondered and questioned how I made it through having closed 3 deals already. (Truth be told I was expecting none.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It is my period of hiatus but ironically I've been working hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It's the June holidays so I'm only left with a kid for now. He's practically one of the worst kids I ever had. I took him in underpaid, with one main aim. To help him overcome his loss and take the place of his mum who has been the one coaching him. I was already on the verge of giving up. He was not easy to handle. Crying before every single lesson, reluctant to learn, to do homework, to study and all. I don't know was it my lecturings or my long talks with him that had him change overnight. But now, he's one of the best gratifications I have having been tutoring for the last 3~4years? My students are my elixir to staying patient. Really. It's amazing how my patience has grown over the years. &amp;amp; so they say patience is a virtue. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Tutoring's one. Yijie's work is two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;From working with a bunch of people kicking me around not wanting to cooperate, undercut-ing my clients; from all my polite yet formal pleads to almost beg~ none responded. I was treated transparent. I lost a couple of clients as a result of that. I was driven to a corner and finally broke down. You can never imagine the pure heart of mine, wanting to do my best for my best buddy. Yet all that I did was to make things even worse. I could handle nothing. From utmost disappointment, it turned to anger. I blew up and gave up. I threw everything to my boyfriend and asked him to do it instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I don't know what came over me. It took me a weekend before I found myself standing up wanting to fight back. I could not accept the fact that I was beaten to the ground with a snap of the fingers. I could not accept being shouted over the phone and treated like a dog when I did nothing at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; so on that Sunday night, I worked on my best. To display my anger through words with daggers and sarcasm. To each and every one of them regardless of status. Be it employees or supervisors or managers. In my eyes, I no longer give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; of them a damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;B'cus I know I'm fighting for 2. 1, for myself. 2, for yijie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; email, got all of their ass working. Life was a breeze thereafter. I've got calls every now and then updating me on every single bit, response was quick, attitude was respectful. &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;This, is already a very important lesson learnt for me in principles of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I don't get anything for doing any of these - sacrifice, travelling to meet clients &amp;amp; broker or working hard.. Truly out of heartfelt &amp;amp; love for my friend, &amp;amp; the fact that I believe what you can do for free and giving your best at it will eventually shape the person you are and want to be albeit a potentially shrinking bank account. Ha. Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I once said there's many things I want to do once the exams are over. But have not breath a single word to any soul bout what they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Just to let you in a little, I planned to try new things. Had a taste of photoshooting couple of days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I must say in life we always imagined things to be too simple, or rather, too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It takes lots of courage to take the first step. &amp;amp; I did. It wasn't a very pleasant experience for me because I've learnt I'm pretty conservative and I'm generally timid in nature. I know it might be hard to believe I'm actually associated with the word "timid" from the things I say and the way I behave sometimes. But I guess they are just but a coverup for my weak &amp;amp; vulnerable inner-self. &amp;amp; I hate it this way. I expect much more from myself. &amp;amp; I got to start somewhere somehow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I was chatting with a friend on MSN last weekend. He described 2 things bout me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;First thing he said, "Born a princess, prefers to be a peasant. You ought to be a role model."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;In a way, I actually loved the way he said it because I think it's really true. I wasn't born exactly a princess, princess; but I was treated like one and am still treated the same way. I've got all the good in life but many atimes, I feel that they are all too good and I just wished I could have the simpler, whatever it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Secondly, he said, "I always knew you've been emo from all your facebook posts. But I never knew you were this sad and weak till today..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Indeed I am. &amp;amp; for someone I don't know for long, I'm impressed he could actually read me almost 99.9999%.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Kudos mate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So wherever all these I've said would lead, is a story waiting to unfold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I would like to determine the genre of this story to be an inspirational &amp;amp; purposeful one, with key notes on being a role model in life, to love and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be loved&lt;/span&gt;, wealth, (Money makes the world go round isn't it. &amp;amp; it was on this aspect that broke my complete and lovely family &amp;amp; brought me to where I am today.) and the randoms.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;:o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;To this particular friend of mine who actually dreamt of me in a suit as a powerful corporate figure, thank you for believing in me though it's kinda wierd for you to even have a dream of me out of the blue like that. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We only get to live life once. So we'll see where this goes. I believe it'll be all good &amp;amp; a kickass journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Because Rin Ang have the drive to work and be successful. Unlike in her studies.&lt;br /&gt;On this note, she's got a split personality. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-114972000735236386?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/114972000735236386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=114972000735236386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/114972000735236386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/114972000735236386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-so-i-got-over-my-bad-week-recovered.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4287228751758913144</id><published>2010-06-12T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T16:17:03.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And so there are bad weeks. I just had one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ill? Check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Angsty? Check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Depressive? Check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Broke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mmm, I'm working on that to bring up that balance from going into deficit. Soo.. Half-check?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But sometimes, people help hold you up. Though the person who held you up might not be the one you wished it was. But well, be appreciative that someone out there even bothers. Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TBM-rms8wcI/AAAAAAAADxw/NSBEBcsEIVA/s1600/love-you-shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TBM-rms8wcI/AAAAAAAADxw/NSBEBcsEIVA/s320/love-you-shirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481794090284401090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp; out of that mode of appreciation, the misery dispelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So that brings me to today. Though through a bad night's sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;There's been thoughts. Train of thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But there's nothing truly honest that I can write nor say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So I've decided to be patient with myself. For all that frustration and anger does only evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Perhaps let the angst and the gray matter come to a settle &amp;amp; hopefully an agreement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Till then, if it's alright I'll wait through the silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;No doubt the silence and loneliness that punctuates the gaps between each text is painfully hard to bear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4287228751758913144?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4287228751758913144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4287228751758913144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4287228751758913144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4287228751758913144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-so-there-are-bad-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/TBM-rms8wcI/AAAAAAAADxw/NSBEBcsEIVA/s72-c/love-you-shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-1666522289565494017</id><published>2010-06-11T18:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T18:43:45.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actus Reus Vs Mens Rea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;In layman terms, conduct vs intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's a fine line between right and wrong; Understanding &amp;amp; Unreasonable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What's love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When it's your buddy whom while out working, saw herbal tea and thought about your terrible cough and bought not 1 but 2 bottles and send it to you after his work &amp;amp; not the one you wished it had been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What's love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When you're left all alone at home surviving only on instant noodles and your boyfriend takes you out for dinner and sends you home straight after. Though I declined the sweet thought of you dropping by to keep me accompany for awhile before you head home. Which soul would be in the right state of mind to demand for your time and soul after a long day of work. I couldn't bear to. Not that I didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Told myself that the weekends were approaching I would be seeing you again after a good night's sleep. To only realise that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The rest shall be left as it is. I hate hanging my dirty linen in the public so I shan't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What difference would it make if I had said no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You should have known better the decision you should make for your girlfriend who has been ill since forever and haven't had anything for the entire day. &amp;amp; you had the heart to want to make her wait till you were done with your merry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You know me well enough. I don't hold you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It takes primarily mens rea in order to let everything else take its place. &amp;amp; to me, speaks a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As dependent on you as I can be, I sail my own ship in the vast oceans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I will not let myself be forsaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Do as you please I will not obstruct. But don't have the audacity to ask me not to be mad at you because I have every right to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I am already regretting getting the tickets for movie tomorrow night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Doesn't make any difference to stay home another 2 days for the past 5 days I've been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"You're my Queen." Ha. Don't say things to give yourself a tight slap on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Black or White. It's all gray now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-1666522289565494017?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/1666522289565494017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=1666522289565494017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1666522289565494017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1666522289565494017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/06/law.html' title='Law'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-7270424441039598149</id><published>2010-06-04T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T13:53:22.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I've been tolerating for 9 days now. I've been working very hard for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't even benefit a single bit for all this that I'm doing. It's done solely outta pure love for my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It means alot to me because I know this means alot to him but I'm screwing up every single bit of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, I had enough. I can't put my thoughts into words right now and it transcended into hot huge drops of tears rolling down my face after the last straw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry yijie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-7270424441039598149?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/7270424441039598149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=7270424441039598149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7270424441039598149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7270424441039598149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-been-tolerating-for-9-days-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-5488386644453896028</id><published>2010-06-01T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:18:10.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Her stream of words from her seemingly beautiful perched lips, almost perfect pretty features &amp;amp; innocently big round eyes deeply enhanced by lengthening mascara manicured lies into a perfect movie script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Lies that you yearn to hear like a pair of wings clipped onto your back enabling you to soar towards your goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Despite hearing or seeing the seeds of delusion, you chose to believe nevertheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Soon enough you'll wake up to harsh reality one day finding that you've been a fool with that green hat all along. That you're still the same old you. &amp;amp; she, will always have him &amp;amp; their little him. What's left of you? Nothing my dear. Till then you question the absence of fruits. What's the point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Life literally goes on for you the morning after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Question is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; will this day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-5488386644453896028?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/5488386644453896028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=5488386644453896028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/5488386644453896028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/5488386644453896028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/06/delusion.html' title='Delusion'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-1390649843778397151</id><published>2010-05-31T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T00:26:02.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HelloOo my little space &amp;amp; a warm hug to all my lil friends here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It's been a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; long while since I actually do a proper update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;here. But this would prolly be something short yet comprehensive since my spinning's head calling for my bed. Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Well, what's life in for me for the past couple of months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I seriously don't have a vivid memory anymore. Good times less the bad times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It's not that I don't want to hold grudges, I just don't remember what's the grudge about in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The beauty of having a bad memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Torture &amp;amp; stress has transformed itself into words of irrelevance (or relevance - you tell me.) regardless of sense and order all for one ultimate aim. To clock the 180minutes and make it's way to UK where it marks my sentence at the end of my sweet 3months from now. Let's shelf this away for a couple of months shall we.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You were supposed to hear my scream of anguish relief &amp;amp; laughter of joy. I was awaiting to see you &amp;amp; the black. Waiting right out there for me as I stepped out of that chilly place which left me shivering. Refused &amp;amp; unable to accept the sentence. But I felt crippled. I couldn't even see you for the last. I'm sorry I failed to be present. Angry with myself for clearing my call list. Now I don't have a single of your name appearing on my call history. It used to - every single day without fail. For how long it has since seemingly become a norm of my everyday life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fuego - specially customized. When will I hear it again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now that you're suddenly gone, it's day 6 &amp;amp; it feels like you've left just yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I promise myself I want to give you the biggest, tightest, warmest hug the minute you step out albeit the unjustified correlation to the amount of misses I had for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No one knows more than myself how much you've helped me in all my deepest darkest moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You always stretched out your hand to pull me up in your very own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Even when I pushed your hand away, insisted to be left alone, you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; fail to walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; instead, stood down to be with me till I got up myself again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You are one who always manage to talk sense to me. To the extent even the angriest form of myself you are able to break and make me reflect on my own doings &amp;amp; question myself if what I did was right. You cease the stubborn in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;That combo night: When I did the stupidest things to N when we fell out, &amp;amp; having a huge problem with P, you were the one who took time to sit infront of me &amp;amp; talk to me in your gentlest, most sensible tone while I was weeping like a baby. You let me cry whatever that I needed to. You let me drink down glasses and glasses of beer without stopping me. &amp;amp; picked me up when I finally collapsed and took me home. I puked all over your car. Made a mess out of everything but you were never once angry with me. You never once blamed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He might be in the wrong. But law did no justice by not showing any mercy this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Pardon me for the statement I just made. For my first thought was an incredulous and bewildered one for a man who's leading one of the roughest life to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;At this very point in time, I regretted gaving up my dream of being a lawyer. For I am now in no position to fight for him. Everything has become an ultimate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What else can I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Imu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now that the emotions has flushed my head, I'm going to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My tolerance expired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;As I'm staring into the sky, will you be staring at it too? We're nevertheless under the same one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-1390649843778397151?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/1390649843778397151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=1390649843778397151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1390649843778397151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1390649843778397151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/05/hellooo-my-little-space-warm-hug-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-380366272075888594</id><published>2010-05-14T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T15:10:03.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Missy Rin is feeling extremely agitated, irritated, angsty &amp;amp; depressed today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Is so sick and tired. Why must things always turn out to be like this over and over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This is bloody annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It prolly annoys people I know because I'm annoyed by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes. Just sometimes I wish that she never met my dad so he wouldn't have to go through what he went through and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;if &lt;/span&gt;they never met, I wouldn't be here today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Would't that be great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;There. I said my piece for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-380366272075888594?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/380366272075888594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=380366272075888594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/380366272075888594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/380366272075888594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/05/missy-rin-is-feeling-extremely-agitated.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4786756129176881483</id><published>2010-02-10T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:40:57.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My PMS this month is getting way out of hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Threshold for all shits = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ZERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I am feeling so damn bloody agitated today I feel like I can really go crazy and just smash things and scream and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;From the beginning of my day till now, not a single thing has gone right for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I overslept this morning. Making me rush like a mad cow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Ended up had to wait for Twin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;When twin reached, I had to wait for Dad as he wasn't done packing up to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;When I reached school, Rachel did not come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; for 2 weeks in a row. She took one chapter of my notes back and I can't study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My bloody prelims are due 3weeks from now. I haven't studied. I am feeling so damn bloody stressed out. It's the time of the year again. I remember last year this period I was so stressed and depressed even my ignorant grandma who doesn't really like me kissed me on my cheeks when I went for dinner and said she haven't seen me smile for a long time and that I had lost weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Tutor after lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Thankfully Damian was such a good &amp;amp; attentive boy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My fringe has been irritating the hell shit out of me eversince Jim cut it for me last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I decided to head downstairs to the aunty for my usual fringe cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This time round it was really nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Then she said it could go a teeny bit shorter. &amp;amp; she emphasized so much on the "TEENY BIT" I agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;YES. I walked out of the salon looking like a bloody fucking IDIOT!! Yes. I look like shit now. Already my day was bad enough &amp;amp; I screwed it up even further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Then argued with my dad over my summons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Not my dad's fault. But still I can't understand why he had to pay it when he haven't even consulted me yet. He could still say he weren't the victim he don't know everything. Yet he made all decisions on the spot. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My bad for procrastinating to pay and appeal. Yah. At the end of the day, who's fault? No one else's but MINE once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I don't know why I feel that I am so busy and packed for the past 2 weeks. I am feeling so bloody drained. So bloody stress. So lack of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;At the end of such a screwed up day, I await for 6pm to come. To complain to my boyfriend. To tell him what a sucky day I had. To hear him cheerfully tell me that everything will be okay tomorrow when I wake up. That I still had him. Oh yea~ Quit dreaming Rin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;He'll just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; be the sweet-mouthed, loving and caring guy that you ever dreamed and wanted him to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;All I got was silences once again, dull, drained and tired tone. I thought no matter how bad a day he had, he would just want to talk to me and tell me what a sucky day he had too. Never. I guess I'm always just the punching bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;After some storms, I felt really happy. I had been very happy if you want to know since I haven't had the time to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But well, I'm losing it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What did I say? People never change. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Someone said I just can't set my priorities right. Yah. You're right. Perhaps I should be spending this time to start studying. But I'm blogging away my frustrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; what my priorities are. Maybe to others, my first priority shouldn't be the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But to me, it is. To each his own. There is no right or wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The problem with me is, I never know how to say "NO." There is no rejection in my dictionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I am running out of time, yet when my dad pulls me out with him during my non-school days, I just can't bring myself to say "No".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;When I think I'll feel bored going to meet Ah Jie and Gang when asked, I still go and never say "No".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;When exams are nearing, &amp;amp; I ought to be home during weekends to spend some time studying, I just want to meet my boyfriend and can't bring myself to say "No".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I always put others first. I compromise on myself and satisfy others. Yet, people thinks I'm stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;At the end of the day, who satisfy me back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Sometimes I really feel that with my personality and character, I ought to be single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I don't have to think for others. Even when I do it willingly, people feel burdened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&amp;amp; I don't have to make people put up with all my da xiao jie pi qi. (I guess this is it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyway, being attached is good in one way that he shares all your ups and downs. There for you when you need a listening ear.. Hugs you when you feel down. Wipes your tears and kiss you when you cry. &amp;amp; days like this, talks to you and trys to cheer you up, dote and pamper you. Or is this just my fairytale dream? Whatever it is, at some points of my life, it just occurs to me that being attached is as good as not attached to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&amp;amp; I should just move out and rent a room and stay alone. Or just request for application to stay in SIM Hostel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;After a sucky day, the first thing I did when I got home was? Get the tool box for a screwdriver to repair some bloody hook in my toilet. FYI my brother was sleeping when I got home at 6pm. &amp;amp; the hook with the loosening screw has been there since weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Toilet shared by my bro and I. My brother, not even my maid, BOTHERS TO DO ANYTHING BOUT IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;In the end who clears all the shit?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;MY LIFE'S PATHETIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&amp;amp; IM LIVING THE LIFE OF A CLOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Go ahead and laugh for all you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4786756129176881483?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4786756129176881483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4786756129176881483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4786756129176881483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4786756129176881483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-pms-this-month-is-getting-way-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-6875954195283376337</id><published>2010-02-05T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:08:44.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Rin is &lt;em&gt;loving&lt;/em&gt; her room extremely to the max!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Every new year, I'll do something new to my room. 3 years back was a new Embroided Miffy Bedsheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Last year, was changing my entire room walls from light pink to light purple..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This year, also mini revamption but entire feel is so so so different I'm sooo happy! :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Daddy was just saying the other day nowadays raising the floor level up like Tatami style is the new in. But that would cost a couple of thousands and it would be a major renovation already I must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Am satisfied so far. Only dreaming if my floor is done up with "fake parquet" everything would be purrrrfect! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-6875954195283376337?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/6875954195283376337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=6875954195283376337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6875954195283376337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6875954195283376337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/02/rin-is-loving-her-room-extremely-to-max.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-1848036098209192788</id><published>2010-01-20T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:11:21.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第二个自己</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;我已经换了陌生的一面&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;原来可以因为爱上一个人而改变&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;还要求自己不改那一面&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;我其实任性其实爱哭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;是你以为你了解我的全世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;我只好偷偷藏起第二个自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;没关系对你毕竟没有意义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;我愿为你去学习忘记自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;继续努力就活得鲜明安定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-1848036098209192788?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/1848036098209192788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=1848036098209192788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1848036098209192788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1848036098209192788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_20.html' title='第二个自己'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4019500177223022995</id><published>2010-01-14T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:57:55.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;N is finally back in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Every time I am feeling down, N will always be there to talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;N always have N's ways to cheer me up and make me happier. Or temporarily help me step out of my emo self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But today, I feel even sadder after talking to N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I always thought that the problem doesn't lie with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But I guess I am wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;N told me some things which weren't the first time I am hearing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Some things are exactly the same as what P has said to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If I can't even learn to love myself, I am in no position to love someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It's time I take a step back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4019500177223022995?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4019500177223022995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4019500177223022995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4019500177223022995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4019500177223022995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/01/n-is-finally-back-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-7479346146903971048</id><published>2010-01-12T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:19:00.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Missy Rin isn't in a good mood today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Everything just doesn't seem to go with its flow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I feel so lousy so lousy so lousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I feel so damn bloody stressed I feel like I can go crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I wish I could be like my friends who can really kick start all the way when the stress comes in. For me, the more stress I am, the more I can't do work. How bad is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I feel so useless really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't lead my academic life well. I am never able to score A's or distinctions. In fact I just failed a module which cost me a year of income.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't lead my social life well. I don't have a regular group of friends to hang out with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't lead my love life well. Apparently, I make my other half feel that I'm too clingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't even have the choice to prioritize who I want to spend my time with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't make decisions well. I think and tell myself that's okay. But when the decision's made, I get all upset and just feel like crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't control my emotions well. All I do is cry and cry. Otherwise is to get grumpy and pek chek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What else am I ever even good at really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Everything is just not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;At this point in time, I feel that I'm someone who aint worth of holding on to anything or deserving something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't deserve a warm &amp;amp; complete family, that's why god put me into one that would split eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't deserve to be loved, that's why even though I'm in love, I'm not happy. &amp;amp; If i'm out of love, the more unhappy I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't deserve best friends, because even my bestest friend in the world, has drifted away from me me. I use to believe that even the whole world turns their back on me, she never would. She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; pick me up. It never happens anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Don't comfort me &amp;amp; tell me I deserve all the good things in the world and all. I really don't wana hear that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nobody will ever know how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The heartbreaks and emptiness I experience in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;None of you can understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So don't say a word to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I really don't wana hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm lost and swirling around in the same spot in circles non-stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I didn't realise till I spoke to Gwen last night. The issues we talked about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The advices she gave me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I have no directions in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am already 23 this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;How can I ever be successful with such shallow, weak &amp;amp; useless character?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Where will my future be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What will it be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;With whom as my soulmate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I feel like I'm living in self-denial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I know it &amp;amp; I allow myself to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Which explains why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I despise myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm especially upset today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When will I ever have the courage to make a U-Turn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm such a weakling even suicidal, I don't have the courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/S0yC9emQzmI/AAAAAAAADxo/8YLq2IESmm8/s1600-h/i_hate_myself_stickers-p217899464316502256qjcl_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/S0yC9emQzmI/AAAAAAAADxo/8YLq2IESmm8/s320/i_hate_myself_stickers-p217899464316502256qjcl_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425855643771784802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Don't talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Because I don't worth your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-7479346146903971048?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/7479346146903971048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=7479346146903971048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7479346146903971048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7479346146903971048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/01/missy-rin-isnt-in-good-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/S0yC9emQzmI/AAAAAAAADxo/8YLq2IESmm8/s72-c/i_hate_myself_stickers-p217899464316502256qjcl_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-8126720311547418071</id><published>2010-01-10T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:32:09.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple-ly &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Couple rings, couple mobile phones..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;New add on today: Couple watch &amp;amp; a 2nd pair of Havaianas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;with the same old him with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;There. Someone's complaining my recent posts have all been too emo, as if he doesn't want me anymore. So there you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I wana change ma phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I want the Blackberry Bold 2 though I prefer the looks of Blackberry Bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Actually, I have no intentions of changing this phone as far as I'm concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;It's the first time I bought the same phone with ma boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But apparently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; having the intentions of getting an Iphone which makes me feel that it defeats the purpose of holding on to this phone now. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I have 3 girlfriends in particular bugging me to get one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm tempted to get it too cause it's pretty. &amp;amp; most important of all, its Qwerty keypad! I can never live with a phone without it anymore... &amp;amp; I can FB all day.. MSN all day.. &amp;amp; BBM all my friends whose holding on to a BB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;People gets an Iphone for the games, which baby's Itouch serves me well enough already. So there's no reason for me to consider an Iphone. Speaking of which, I've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; liked Iphone to begin with. Touch screens are just not ma thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&amp;amp; everywhere I go, the whole world's FB shoutouts are bound to be: "Iphone or Blackberry?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Duh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;What's IT in this world coming to... -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-8126720311547418071?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/8126720311547418071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=8126720311547418071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8126720311547418071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/8126720311547418071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/01/couple-ly-3.html' title='Couple-ly &lt;3'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-6661889459300107646</id><published>2010-01-07T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T02:38:47.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;一个活在 "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;爱一个人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;" 的世界, 和 "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;被爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;" 的世界,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;差别就在..... 幸福.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;不是吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Breakthrough record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;6hours of sleep over 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I am zombified. Rah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Off to bed. Nighty Miffys~ :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-6661889459300107646?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/6661889459300107646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=6661889459300107646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6661889459300107646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6661889459300107646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-1551928363916838813</id><published>2010-01-01T03:38:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T05:47:33.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy New Year to Everybardy... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2009 has ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;People whom I've had conflicts or misunderstandings with has all been resolved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Am satisfied with this aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Whoever who offended me in any way or another, whether you know it or not that I'm pissed with you, you jolly well know who you are if you ever badmouth-ed me for no god damn reason &amp;amp; without any feelings of empathy. I forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm leaving all hatred behind. Moving on to a new year, living my life all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Am too tired to shoulder all these negative feelings. I have too many other stuffs to worry about.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards, I'm living life my own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I no longer want to be the Rin who keeps quiet acting like I'm a goodie good girl giving in to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I no longer want to be the Rin whose so vulnerable to everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I want to be strong and independent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Though I'm resigned to fate for my love life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Because I realised, the harder I took things, the harder I fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Maybe, without any expectations, comes no disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Some things that are worth fighting for, I will go for it. All way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Otherwise, I'm leaving it behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;People who cherish me, thank you. I cherish and appreciate ya all too. Sincerely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;People who don't, perhaps it was all 有緣無份.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;For me, the last lap of 2009 was a rocky one. Days where I got myself drunk. Days where I cried like there was no tomorrow. Nights of sleep with my face in tears. Days awaken with swollen eyes. Nightmares from same old haunt. It was a painful Dec 09. There were no doubt days I found life hard to go on.. No, I did not attempt to give up my life. But I lost my sense of direction totally. Special thanks to Jorin, Xuan, Jan, &amp;amp; a few of my new BL brothers Ah Jie, Mike...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Without them, I would never have made it through... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Of course, without the special one, all these would never have made it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I really don't know if this time round, things will work out just right finally after 2.5years of building our ("v"), but I guess, this is gonna be my one last try.. I will put in my all like how I've always did, perhaps even more and better. I will change my ways which doesn't please him.. I will play my part and do all I can to sustain this ("v").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But eventually, life's a highway. &amp;amp; a highway always have 2 way streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Love is made up of you &amp;amp; me. It's reciprocal. My last try to win him over completely, to move him, to assure him that all these we are going through is worthwhile. If I fail terribly again, I'm letting go.... Cause I'm at my wits end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nevertheless, I love you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oogay, for everyone of you, may all your wishes &amp;amp; dreams come through, &amp;amp; have a prosperous 2010! Huat ar! :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0HEFYBthI/AAAAAAAADuw/FWu67ClZnTE/s1600-h/19737_229526841306_586906306_3609800_3178537_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0HEFYBthI/AAAAAAAADuw/FWu67ClZnTE/s320/19737_229526841306_586906306_3609800_3178537_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421497293167769106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Last moments of 2009 in Kuishin-Bo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Courtesy of Victor's Iphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0H8GgIYuI/AAAAAAAADu4/26nXqOA7m2c/s1600-h/Kuishin-Bo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0H8GgIYuI/AAAAAAAADu4/26nXqOA7m2c/s320/Kuishin-Bo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421498255542870754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy smiles which I hope there'll be many more to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;22nd Dec - BL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The day I.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0IqZTbMBI/AAAAAAAADvA/N_JElYELhFU/s1600-h/Rin+Eve+Jie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0IqZTbMBI/AAAAAAAADvA/N_JElYELhFU/s320/Rin+Eve+Jie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421499050863833106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Rin.Eve.Ah Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0JlsvkOZI/AAAAAAAADvI/jThtDFm4UJs/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0JlsvkOZI/AAAAAAAADvI/jThtDFm4UJs/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421500069694421394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0KRhkwkNI/AAAAAAAADvQ/MILsBDxN7hg/s1600-h/BL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0KRhkwkNI/AAAAAAAADvQ/MILsBDxN7hg/s320/BL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421500822610546898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;joined Black Legion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;23rd Dec - Hatyai Family Trip with Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pardon the very CMI me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I usually go make-up-less when I go on a trip..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bad dec for me. Late nights everyday without fail, going to bed as late as 4 5am consecutively for 3 weeks totally took my youth and beauty (the very little bit that I have) away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0MGiKcZZI/AAAAAAAADvY/wBS9wfUF8as/s1600-h/Tammon+%26+Baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0MGiKcZZI/AAAAAAAADvY/wBS9wfUF8as/s320/Tammon+%26+Baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421502832813303186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Tammon &amp;amp; Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0Nad8vHDI/AAAAAAAADvg/hvJjUTDLxJ8/s1600-h/Cheeky+Raelene.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0Nad8vHDI/AAAAAAAADvg/hvJjUTDLxJ8/s320/Cheeky+Raelene.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421504274791078962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Baby was taking pics of naughty little Raelene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;See she stick her tongue out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Naughty girl!! (But super cute~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0Oz6psiwI/AAAAAAAADvw/JwNCnjkh5Zg/s1600-h/KP+Kor+Kor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0Oz6psiwI/AAAAAAAADvw/JwNCnjkh5Zg/s320/KP+Kor+Kor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421505811504204546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Baby, Karlene &amp;amp; I in the room cam whoring.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Little Karlene is hooked on taking pics of her kok peng kor kor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0PRbjhkLI/AAAAAAAADv4/KpIXCDvALrE/s1600-h/Ugly+Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0PRbjhkLI/AAAAAAAADv4/KpIXCDvALrE/s320/Ugly+Me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421506318552895666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Superbly lack of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Must Cover my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; panda eyes. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0PyGW8ICI/AAAAAAAADwA/rnaGpOFudwo/s1600-h/Karlene+%26+Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0PyGW8ICI/AAAAAAAADwA/rnaGpOFudwo/s320/Karlene+%26+Me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421506879798648866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;One word. Cui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0QXRCtblI/AAAAAAAADwI/rJJx5LrJnqs/s1600-h/Karlene+%26+Baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0QXRCtblI/AAAAAAAADwI/rJJx5LrJnqs/s320/Karlene+%26+Baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421507518321749586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Karlene &amp;amp; Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Both like superglue throughout the trip.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Rin yiyi" also must 靠边站..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0RxZoBlII/AAAAAAAADwQ/VJqQ0f--uNI/s1600-h/Karlene+%26+Baby+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0RxZoBlII/AAAAAAAADwQ/VJqQ0f--uNI/s320/Karlene+%26+Baby+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509066813969538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Funny face shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0SORUHpII/AAAAAAAADwY/qpM4NEe8G4A/s1600-h/Funny+Face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0SORUHpII/AAAAAAAADwY/qpM4NEe8G4A/s320/Funny+Face.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509562799203458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Funny Face Shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Basically our little photographer Karlene instructs us to do whatever expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0S5_0TRcI/AAAAAAAADwg/r-YfNQBhIYc/s1600-h/Funny+Face+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0S5_0TRcI/AAAAAAAADwg/r-YfNQBhIYc/s320/Funny+Face+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421510314016589250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0Tw8vA-SI/AAAAAAAADwo/U0rcwy0EQJ4/s1600-h/In+conversation.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0Tw8vA-SI/AAAAAAAADwo/U0rcwy0EQJ4/s320/In+conversation.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421511258081917218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Kpo hor this little girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;We talk she also want to take. Bth. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0URMRSCFI/AAAAAAAADww/aU4a26M26UU/s1600-h/LDL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0URMRSCFI/AAAAAAAADww/aU4a26M26UU/s320/LDL.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421511812007987282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Entertaining~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0VFKbINGI/AAAAAAAADw4/H8JD17G7svs/s1600-h/Act+Cute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0VFKbINGI/AAAAAAAADw4/H8JD17G7svs/s320/Act+Cute.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421512704865612898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Act cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0Vk6J_02I/AAAAAAAADxA/2YZyef7uBbE/s1600-h/Qute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0Vk6J_02I/AAAAAAAADxA/2YZyef7uBbE/s320/Qute.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421513250254607202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Mr Q.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0V9ngHKtI/AAAAAAAADxI/oSknHZxFPPc/s1600-h/Little+photographer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0V9ngHKtI/AAAAAAAADxI/oSknHZxFPPc/s320/Little+photographer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421513674743818962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Here's our little cam-whore~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0WgR2kYXI/AAAAAAAADxQ/zoNgpZgAdeI/s1600-h/Kiss+Kiss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0WgR2kYXI/AAAAAAAADxQ/zoNgpZgAdeI/s320/Kiss+Kiss.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421514270227849586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;See how much she likes her kok peng kor kor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;She kiss him on her own accord one please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0XMfbRckI/AAAAAAAADxY/9GwDzwoizYQ/s1600-h/First+Time.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0XMfbRckI/AAAAAAAADxY/9GwDzwoizYQ/s320/First+Time.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421515029785702978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Our trip back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;His first experience on the plane..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oogay, this entry has taken me so long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's 530am now. I'm so bloody tired already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When I got home just now, while removing my make-up, I was feeling so bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; there are quite a number of times (when I've got enough sleep that is), after I remove my make-up, I feel that I actually look better without my make-up. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tonight's one of the nights I feel so again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So here's a shot I took:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0Y-D8CtVI/AAAAAAAADxg/14i2gCvwUNc/s1600-h/01012010028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0Y-D8CtVI/AAAAAAAADxg/14i2gCvwUNc/s320/01012010028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421516980912043346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Can you tell the difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Left eye: Without Make-Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Right eye: With Make-Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Alright, am off~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nights, my 1st day of 2010... :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-1551928363916838813?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/1551928363916838813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=1551928363916838813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1551928363916838813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1551928363916838813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-2010.html' title='Hello 2010!'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sz0HEFYBthI/AAAAAAAADuw/FWu67ClZnTE/s72-c/19737_229526841306_586906306_3609800_3178537_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4767610567362670711</id><published>2009-12-29T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:27:19.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;以後都不要再联络 听你说的很简单 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 黑暗中静静搂紧自己 孤单有谁明白 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 难过懒的再去管 泪要不要流下来 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 我也只好默默啃蚀寂寞 留着痛灌溉 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Missing You 抛去爱 渐渐模糊的期待 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 难道我就这样痛彻心扉 是自己活该 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Missing You 我无奈 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 难道是为了彼此伤害 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 好成为扮演愉快的天才 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 看照片散落在一床 我在回忆中哭喊 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 若是自导自演的闹剧 为何美好曾拥怀 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 就当作分手是因为 我们在爱中看开 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 如果留不住 我就只有孤独来陪伴 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Missing You 我坦白 突然背叛的未来 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 那个时间转角 你就不再留意我存在 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Missing You Every Night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 连星海也嘲笑我活该 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 我还有什麽资格放不开 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 陌生的人海 去哪里找爱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 只有看不清等待 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 谁愿收留 我的期待 快来 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Missing You 我坦白 突然背叛的未来 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 那个时间转角 你就不再留意我存在 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Missing You Every Night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 连星海也嘲笑我活该 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 我还有什麽资格放不开 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; 我还有什麽资格放不开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Happiness 往往落 in your own hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Have you found yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4767610567362670711?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4767610567362670711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4767610567362670711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4767610567362670711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4767610567362670711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/12/missing-you-missing-you-missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-6464448493491797288</id><published>2009-12-16T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:24:51.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我们都一样&lt;br /&gt;被爱情伤了又伤&lt;br /&gt;相信这个他不一样&lt;br /&gt;却又再一次受伤&lt;br /&gt;受了伤却不投降&lt;br /&gt;相信付出会有代价&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell created love on this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to create love, then make people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; get hurt by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression turn angst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心傷心痛不痛?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world's screwed. I don't wana belong here.&lt;br /&gt;Take me away~ You. The one up there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of the life you give me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO YOU HEAR ME?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-6464448493491797288?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/6464448493491797288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=6464448493491797288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6464448493491797288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6464448493491797288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/12/who-hell-created-love-on-this-world-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-5001410821875928445</id><published>2009-12-13T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:50:27.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我的淚流在心裡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-5001410821875928445?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/5001410821875928445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=5001410821875928445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/5001410821875928445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/5001410821875928445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-7669663415313183224</id><published>2009-12-11T00:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:34:06.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;How I spent my Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SyEemRjB4-I/AAAAAAAADuI/-P-twBhoFBY/s1600-h/10122009003+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SyEemRjB4-I/AAAAAAAADuI/-P-twBhoFBY/s320/10122009003+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413641869970236386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Putting on her new shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SyEeFFJeNII/AAAAAAAADuA/hQf1b4csEGo/s1600-h/10122009007+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SyEeFFJeNII/AAAAAAAADuA/hQf1b4csEGo/s320/10122009007+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413641299706131586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;There you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SyEfJqxCusI/AAAAAAAADuQ/fbXPkVyaU2A/s1600-h/10122009014+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SyEfJqxCusI/AAAAAAAADuQ/fbXPkVyaU2A/s320/10122009014+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413642478035319490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bridgestone Potenza Re11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SyEfgdQiA5I/AAAAAAAADuY/D_twtHdDi2I/s1600-h/10122009013+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SyEfgdQiA5I/AAAAAAAADuY/D_twtHdDi2I/s320/10122009013+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413642869546288018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bye bye Type R Replica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hello Enkei GTC 01! Your beauty is taking ma breath away~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Oogay, my girlfriends are gonna complain that they don't know what my post is all about again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;But oh well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;something that made me happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;At least for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;==========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My dreams are getting closer, though very slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Dad wanted to fix something which can increase hp by 10 or 20 for $800+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I stopped him and casually said for that money we can bolt on a Turbo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; he's reply was: "Hey, we ask Rick lah? Put a turbo..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My reaction (loudly): "You siao ar?!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Though deep in my heart I want it. The only reason, to challenge 8083 who thinks his stock R is "oh-so-great". &amp;amp; only look down on people's "outer cover" R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Fuck you understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;But I'm not gonna stoop so low because that's a pretty childish mentality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The only thing I want now is my mugen rr cf bonnet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; everything will be perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;(If I don't include my evo midnight blue &amp;amp; ings kit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Now now, will this ever be attainable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-7669663415313183224?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/7669663415313183224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=7669663415313183224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7669663415313183224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7669663415313183224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/12/relive.html' title='Relive.'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SyEemRjB4-I/AAAAAAAADuI/-P-twBhoFBY/s72-c/10122009003+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-5799068112812153201</id><published>2009-12-10T01:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T02:50:27.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Back from Powerhouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ma second visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;First visit was to see Sly. -- Their 3rd Anniversary or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Today is for my dearest huhu's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hope you're having a good time.. Should end off this year with a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I am envious of she and her Ah Mao.. Soo sweet! At the same time, I feel so happy for her.. She's living her life so well now.. So happy, so blissful, so loved.. You guys are the perfect match. Just look stunning with each other. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sx_li459dnI/AAAAAAAADt4/9AoCe_KU6a8/s1600-h/huhu-09.12.09+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sx_li459dnI/AAAAAAAADt4/9AoCe_KU6a8/s320/huhu-09.12.09+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413297664676427378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cheers to our Friendship! Xoxo. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(&amp;amp; yes, that's my new gong gong fringe. gong enough?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So coincidentally bumped into the Black Legion Boys.. Thanks to Ah Jie who brought us in FOC. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;All my life the number of guy friends on hand easily outbid the number of girl friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; speak of clique or not, I always seem to clique better with guys than girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm not saying anything across the friendship line. I mean pure friendship. &amp;amp; to the Black Legion boys, they always call me "brother". That simple. Yes, they don't see me as a girl, instead their brother. Mike jokingly even asked me to go help him get a girl's number just now. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Over the years, I've lost some, I've gain some..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Having said that, the reason why I brought up my male friendships is because all my life, from young, I used to hang out with groups of guys.. All as friends. They tell me everything, they confide in me, they tell me the mentality or norms of guys, their thinking, blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; I've seen so many so many. Different groups of guys. Be it they are attached-girlfriends or attached-wifeys. Whenever they go to places like pubs, clubs, meeting other women, etc. All have one thing in common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;They &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lie&lt;/span&gt;. They don't tell their partners the truth. Where they go, who they meet, what they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I know it so so well. I'm just like a guy. Except I'm not a real guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I know what men generally do. Know what they are up to. Maybe that's why I am a girl whose particularly sensitive and paranoid, much more than any other girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; that's part of the reason why all these while I've held on to the thinking of "no marriage."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Furthermore I come from a broken family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I see many many young kids now with only a single parent. It's really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; saddening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;We're so different from our ancestors who are devoted and passionate. In our era now, whatever that doesn't suit your liking, "break up." "separation." "divorce."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;When you're single, consequences ain't bad. But once you're married and have kids? Do couples even put in their best to sustain the relationship and love? Do men have the discipline not to have extra-marital affairs? Do couples strive to provide a complete family and give full love to the kids? Have you thought of what kind of trauma your child can go through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I went through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; honestly, I'm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm really scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't know what my future brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't know if one day I will eventually let the ring slip into my fourth finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't know if I have the courage and faith to enter another new phase of my life and start a brand new life with my other half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I really don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;4 days ago, I experienced one of the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heart wrenching&lt;/span&gt; moments in my 22 years of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;In a blink of an eye, the world infront of me was in complete darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hot, huge drops of tears flowed again and again and again and again.... It just couldn't stop. They had to come out to relieve all the pain in the heart to balance out. But the tears couldn't catch up with the pain at all. The pain increased with every beat of my heart... I felt so suffocated at some point I thought I would pass out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I was shocked. I was scared. I was torn. I was an emotional wreck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The impact on me was so bad I'm still trying to regain my normal self up till now even though it's been sunshine after the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;As if being suddenly pushed off a cliff 4 days back, together with all these real-life scenes happening around me leaves me totally faithless and emotionless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Who can I trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Who can I depend on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;What is the meaning of a partner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;What is the meaning of holding a marriage of certificate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I've learnt. That nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; is forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; is certain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Now, I truly understand the meaning of "You'll never know what tomorrow may bring.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I was so shattered I still feel numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I think I've lost myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Can I find my way back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Will you walk to me and take my hand and bring me back to where we were?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It feels like there's no one I can depend on now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm feeling so depressed. I'm heading to bed. *Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;==========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I would fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Only in hopes of dreaming&lt;br /&gt;That everything would be like it was before&lt;br /&gt;But nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting&lt;br /&gt;They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this why&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever wanna leave it&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could not believe it&lt;br /&gt;That my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you will ever know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-5799068112812153201?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/5799068112812153201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=5799068112812153201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/5799068112812153201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/5799068112812153201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-from-powerhouse.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sx_li459dnI/AAAAAAAADt4/9AoCe_KU6a8/s72-c/huhu-09.12.09+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-13903571791997000</id><published>2009-12-06T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:02:55.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tested and proven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Going to sleep with a heavy heart ain't good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I woke up with fright and found traces of dried tears near my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp; then reality ain't any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My stay-in Sunday plans have been ruined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Twilight, Paranormal Activity &amp;amp; Astroboy dvd's on hand. No one's gonna watch it with me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Maybe it's all a curse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-13903571791997000?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/13903571791997000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=13903571791997000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/13903571791997000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/13903571791997000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/12/tested-and-proven.html' title='Tested and proven.'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-6567239441996741703</id><published>2009-11-30T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T02:27:17.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post to myself. X)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rin Rin Rin~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wake up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You cannot cannot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; let history repeat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Focus focus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;focus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I'm losing my momentum, I see myself slacking off again slowly week by week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I'm losing my discipline..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;My marketing lecturer's a bullet train in humanity. &amp;amp; I'm still at the first stop while she's halfway to the destination already. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I'm feeling damn scared &amp;amp; damn stressed right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;In another 23days, I'll be on the coach with B to join my family.. Dad, Bro, Cousins, Aunts, Niece and nephew~ They'll be leaving a day earlier while B will stay with me and we'll leave after my lessons the next day. Bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The downside? The fam get to take plane over while B &amp;amp; I have to take the coach.. Leaving at 7pm, and reaching the next morning at around 9+ 10am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The upside? 20 over hours+++ of maximum QT with my monkey+pig baby boyfriend. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Sigh. So anyway where was I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Oh. Right~ In another 23 days I'm leaving.. &amp;amp; my plan is to catch up with school for every subject especially Marketing before I leave so that I can totally relax myself for the trip!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;You think I can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Well, I seriously hope so! That would be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*purr-fect!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo well, I do have couple of photos to upload.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Francey honey to post em up.&lt;br /&gt;Chants: "Why are we waitinggg why are we waitinggg~" XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am off to do a little more revision before I hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to update as often as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I've 2 new favourite songs right now!&lt;br /&gt;They are on my virtual itouch the current one playing and the next track.. Hit the center square button for the list of songs on my virtual itouch! Awesome~ Totally loving them... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then~! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-6567239441996741703?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/6567239441996741703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=6567239441996741703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6567239441996741703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6567239441996741703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-to-myself-x.html' title='A post to myself. X)'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-8798465353438186923</id><published>2009-11-02T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:17:45.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I usually hate Sundays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But I hate this particular Sunday especially much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I expected a Halloween-festive weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I thought for the first time ever I was going to celebrate halloween.. Unfortunately no. It was just any stupid Saturday for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Was craving for a horror flick but no chance since PP woke up soo late &amp;amp; I simply couldn't bear to wake him up. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Friday was a short couple of hours spent as well before PP went to meet his gf no.2 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Pool Table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Maybe because of that, I feel like my entire weekend whizzed past so god damn fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I felt like I've studied quite hard for the past week but I haven't played hard enough to get my drive to study restarted. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I suddenly wish tomorrow I'm driving a stock white A4 to school instead of my externally quite pretty silver Civic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I suddenly wish tomorrow's Tuesday cause even though I've got classes from 830am to 3pm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm heading to Dragonfly after dinner with the pretty girls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'll take some photos and upload so you guys will apprehend my definition of "pretty girls".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I want to have some fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm eye-ing their free flow of drinks from 7 to 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm bored,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm emo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm fucked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm SHINGZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Where has my weekend gone to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-8798465353438186923?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/8798465353438186923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=8798465353438186923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm supposed to be sleeping right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;gotta tutor tomorrow morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Before I was supposed to sleep, I was supposed to be studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But halfway through, I just stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My conversation with Jan today has been going through my mind on repeat mode...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; here was what came out on my rough paper semi-consciously:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Heart's feeling a little empty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;future's a little bleak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Confidence is not what I have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;then what is all of these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4531217152012160650?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4531217152012160650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4531217152012160650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4531217152012160650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4531217152012160650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-supposed-to-be-sleeping-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-1151777313743950799</id><published>2009-10-16T00:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:35:21.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It's technically Friday now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I feel so drained this week.. Physically, mentally, &amp;amp; emotionally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me.. It seems like I lost the ability to talk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I realise I've been, on the whole, very quiet this entire week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm not particularly happy, nor sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Just feel so stoned. &amp;amp; I wonder if it's because I'm worried for my dad. Not that I don't trust the senior surgeon who will be operating for him (though I don't know him), but somehow I feel for him? Like a temporary lost of capability of one hand makes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; of difference. Makes you feel handicapped.. Wonder if dad will feel okay... What's worse, he don't have a partner to be there for him... It's very saddening to think about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;From the first day I knew of dad's op, I didn't feel all of these.. Because I thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; would stay by me, sacrificing just 1 weekend of not meeting friends or going out but just accompanying me to look after my dad.. I imagined and visualized a very sweet and heartwarming picture. Dad will probably be so touched by us and I thought maybe during this time I could pluck up some courage and reveal our status, hoping he will approve us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But tonight, I feel that I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; in all of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It was all a fairy-tale/drama like imagination of mine that will never exist. Face up the reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I feel so pressured this entire week. I have an elder brother but I felt like I had no siblings. I felt a heavy load on my shoulder. I have to juggle with school, assignments, revision, tuition and dad. Don't be wrong, I am not complaining or grumbling that my dad is a burden. He is my responsibility. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; take care of him. If I don't, who will? Even if there is, I will still take care of him.. Without him, I wouldn't be where I am now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But a small part of me's thinking: Then who will? Take care of me..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Suddenly, on a night like this, I feel that I'm all alone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;This is not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It's funny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; feelings are different now.. Things have changed.. You have changed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I feel like, we are worlds apart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Am I the only one feeling this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Maybe in the past, you sacrificed your friendship. I was all you had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But now, you have him back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm no longer your all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Whether I am there or not, you have your brothers back to back you up.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Does things really have to turn out this way? Either this or that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't want to be the cause of you losing your friendships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Neither do I want it to affect us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But it already did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sometimes, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; wonder if 2 people are in love with each other, do they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; to be together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So what if there's love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Love isn't everything in a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Love without happiness is nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you feel happy to have me in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another emo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/StddROz8LaI/AAAAAAAADtw/IQ39PQA3IUU/s1600-h/alone,b,w,black,,,white,black,and,white,cry,crying,emotion,feeling,female,girl,heart,conditions,i,love,you,love,sad,woman-a59ce7a986f348494dcc1a03a75dfb0a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/StddROz8LaI/AAAAAAAADtw/IQ39PQA3IUU/s400/alone,b,w,black,,,white,black,and,white,cry,crying,emotion,feeling,female,girl,heart,conditions,i,love,you,love,sad,woman-a59ce7a986f348494dcc1a03a75dfb0a_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392881629414567330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-1151777313743950799?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/1151777313743950799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=1151777313743950799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1151777313743950799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1151777313743950799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-technically-friday-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/StddROz8LaI/AAAAAAAADtw/IQ39PQA3IUU/s72-c/alone,b,w,black,,,white,black,and,white,cry,crying,emotion,feeling,female,girl,heart,conditions,i,love,you,love,sad,woman-a59ce7a986f348494dcc1a03a75dfb0a_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-2261091882899974387</id><published>2009-10-11T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:08:37.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;It's impossible to understand what's going through a guy's heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;You told me that you wanted me and now that I've given you everything, this is our ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;You got me, but how to sustain our relationship, you put no effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;You told me that it was the first time you felt this way, and said that I was special;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I believed you... and it was my happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;You should just tell me that your feelings had faded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Or maybe I'm no longer your number 1 priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I had no idea and I continued to depend on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;They say that when you give a guy all he wants he quickly gets bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;And now I know that's the truth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;And although I tell myself, I'll never be tricked by love again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I fall in love, and my heart is broken again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Please don't break the hearts of girls, who'll do anything for love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I didn't know that living this life while being loved would be so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Although I say I hate you now, I'll be missing you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Because I'm a girl, to whom love is everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm in so much pain, more pain than I can bare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Because I'm still in love with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;But I learnt, that love isn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; in a relationship....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-2261091882899974387?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/2261091882899974387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=2261091882899974387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2261091882899974387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/2261091882899974387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-impossible-to-understand-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-3999154743691155378</id><published>2009-10-10T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:51:33.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;There comes a point where you suddenly realise and ask yourself, "Why are we going in circles?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't think this is right. &amp;amp; it's apparent things are not working out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; should be a journey.. A path.. Like a 100m hurdle race. Once you hear the gunshot, you run forward and jump over the hurdles and move on.. You don't jump over one, then make a U-turn and re-jump the hurdle do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Similar concept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But this is what is happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The same old issue which was never solved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You promised time and time again and again and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Did you keep up with it? Did you honour your words?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I wonder, if ever one day we walk along &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; aisle, to mark us husband and wife(if there is  even this day) do I walk alone? No one to take my hand to guide me, to assure me he'll walk with me through ups and downs, through sickness and health, till death do us apart.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mmmm... My pair of hands, seems contagious and forbidden. It's so cold and abandoned it's longing for someone to hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It bothers me but you simply don't care. All you think about is yourself. Me?&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When you put your heart and soul into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, yet time and again you receive disappointments and empty promises, you find that you constantly have to make up excuses for the things he do that upset you, to tell yourself "forget it.. forget it.. close one eye.. never mind.. it's nothing...", there comes a point where you just cant make up any more excuses. You can't find anymore reason to take all this shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When all the things he do just shows that everything else is primary and you are secondary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You are sacrificing 100% of focus on studies to share it with him.. When you try so hard to keep a balance between studies, relationship, family and friends. But I do have to admit that he would receive a tad more attention than all others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;On the other hand, his focus is entirely different. Perhaps it used to be that way.. Where he tried to strike a balance.. Till this incident shows this whole thing is actually imbalanced. His focus has changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It is so scary.. The change in focus is so sudden it's so hard for me to accept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If ever a day his heart has changed, I would not even know.. Because his thinking changes so fast and I'm not even given a chance to switch my mentality with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;We were both walking to the right.. But you're suddenly walking to the left. What about me? Trying to make a u-turn to keep up with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Was I given a choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That fact that as my partner, you don't want to take my hand despite countless promises. You do things which makes me feel like an ant in a world of giants. Small, insignificant and easy to manipulate. I am easy to manipulate because I don't ask for 5C's. I'm easily contented and non-materialistic. I am a very simple girl, who yearns to be loved, feel loved and doted, and highly cherished. I am a very simple girl whom you can put a smile on face just by taking my hand or planting a light kiss on my lips. Is all I'm asking for digging into your reserves? Does it cost you anything? The things to make me happy and to satisfy me are all things which doesn't cost a single cent. Even so, it seems like it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too much to ask for&lt;/span&gt; from you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;For the past 26 months, I put in my all, to love you wholeheartedly, to what you deserve.. No matter how tough life got when you were serving the nation, it never wavered my feelings for you. I waited patiently. Till all was over and time was up for you to step into the working society. I stood by you giving you all the support you needed, be it morally, spiritually, or physically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yet this is the kind of treatment I get at the end of 26months..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not praising how great am I, neither am I any superwoman or perfect girl. Because no one is perfect, neither am I. I have my flaws.. But for you, I tried so hard to change for the better. Though not the best that I can be, but I tried. &amp;amp; I really did change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Have you got no feelings at all? How can you be so cruel to treat me in this way, do I deserve this? In your eyes, am I really so insignificant to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You love him soo much. &amp;amp; this is what you get in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, is the time you know it's time you let go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It's time to stop re-jumping the same hurdle when you know you'll come back again because he'll never fulfill what he promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It's time to stop in your tracks, walk back to the right direction instead of chasing after him to the left. Because he is not even turning back to look at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You are just a nobody who is so naive to believe all those empty promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I felt the strong need from you then, to have me. That you really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;That was 26months ago. But not now anymore. I feel like I've been made use of to the fullest and there's nothing in me that he once saw 26months ago, to have that strong need and desire to want me to stay. To give me surprises, to do everything he did to win my heart over. I guess its time to wake up and stop using history to hold me back.&lt;br /&gt;Because people change, feelings change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he doesn't need your love, it's time to get off that high horse and love yourself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My pride is pricking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-3999154743691155378?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/3999154743691155378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=3999154743691155378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/3999154743691155378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/3999154743691155378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-comes-point-where-you-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-6410097361213577369</id><published>2009-10-09T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:55:01.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Oogay my dear girls are pressing for updates already.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I wanted to blog yesterday but ended up didn't have time. It was a day planned for revision and to complete my MSM assignment due next tue. Due to extremely low - 0 productivity, I ended up rushing for it late at night. Only managed to sleep around 4am. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If I don't finish it by last night, I won't have anytime to do already. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hmm, basically there's nothing much to update about my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It has been revolving around school and tutoring.. Nothing fanciful nor fun. That's how mundane my life is right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;=S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Janice Chew I am still WAITING ar..... Wanna bite you already! Grrr... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gotta tutor later in the noon, then heading to town to meet yc and xuan to pre-celebrate dearest yc's birthday.. I forced my tired eyes to open this morning to see her sms greeting me.. Telling me that she wanna do dinner and shopping later.. She wanted to shop for a bikini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In my half consciousness, I can't believe I actually replied this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Haha oogay.. You can look for leopard preens, or zibbra preens in rad? You know? Boomz!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm amazed at how 'evil-ly' quick my mind works the minute I wake up. Haha. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I read a friend's blog this morning &amp;amp; I couldn't agree more to one of her newest postings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;She said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A love relationship is like the stock market. It's unpredictable and fluctuates like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It's like just the last weekend we were so happy, all smiles and laughter, so lovey and cuddly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; the next thing you know, you're feeling pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It's like months ago you said you don't want to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; now, you're telling me you want to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It's like you just told me you plan to do something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; the next thing you know, he wants to do something which will most probably ruin the plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It's like you can promise and assure me you'll do this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;at the end of the day you realise they are simply empty promises AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Know what that feels like? It's like indirectly you're standing there laughing and pointing at me telling me,"Ha ha you're fooled again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like just yesterday you feel that you're the most fortunate girl in the world,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today you feel like you're just a pathetic fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I feel that I love you so much so much one minute,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the next, I hate you and I just want you to get out of my sight, get out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hello stranger, sometimes, I just feel like I don't know you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is so scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;By the way, my dad is one who knows practically all my friends.. Some of them are even like "abang adeh" with him, even closer to him than me sometimes.. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So, just in case you guys are keen, FYI, my dad will be going for an operation on some nerves on his hand next friday and will be awarded for 1 or 2 days.. If you would like to pay him a visit (I'm so scared he'll feel so lonely.. ='( ), feel free to give me a buzz for details~ :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That's all for today folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-6410097361213577369?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/6410097361213577369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=6410097361213577369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6410097361213577369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6410097361213577369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/10/oogay-my-dear-girls-are-pressing-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4762356380905112191</id><published>2009-09-22T18:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:21:53.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It's my first day of school today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I was initially excited.. But due to the lack of sleep, I was zoning out half the time and trying to force myself to pay attention. My gawd.. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It has been a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; long day for me with lessons starting at 830am and ending at 3pm. Then I had to tutor at 4pm. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; back home sitting comfortably on my chair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flopped myself onto my bed the moment I got home.. I had to bag home 3 tremendously heavy bags of notes! MSM's notes are seriously an eye opener! My jaws dropped the moment I stood outside the lecture waiting to collect my notes. Simply couldn't believe it! It's really so thick you should come and check them out. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo anyway, last week I was away to BKK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Indeed a shopping paradiseee.. Whoa~ But I didn't buy alot.. Simply because there were toooo many things there that I don't know what to buy! It's oogay, baby says we'll go to BKK together end of the year.. Woo hoo~ *Winks ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's with this food poisoning thingy all around? but I had a mild one when I got back from BKK. Woke up early in the morning halfway through sleep and just puked. Had fever over the weekends. But still managed to drag myself to Marcus's 22nd surprise birthday and drag myself out with Baby. Can't stand to see myself at home for the last few days of my holidays! =x Fortunately I managed to recover almost fully by yesterday.. Sweet! Wouldn't wana miss the first day of school yo... X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oogay, nothing much to blog about already. So lazy..  Am gona study hard!! I want my 2nd Upper Honours.. I'm not aiming for a First Class Honours cause I know where my capabilities lie... I'll just do my best... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; I can't illustrate how egg-cited I am in the coming weekends cause we are most probably gonna hit the cinema for 4bia 2! Woo hooo!! I caught 4bia with dad, bro &amp;amp; xav.. Dude! It was cool shitt! I'm in for awesome scares... Bring it on baby~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sriq7ZoXLsI/AAAAAAAADtI/aOLNzGyKiuM/s1600-h/Brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sriq7ZoXLsI/AAAAAAAADtI/aOLNzGyKiuM/s320/Brown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384241291990609602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Picture taken quite sometime ago when all of us went to Marina Square to watch i-forgot-what-movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;LOL! Ooops. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Srir_C5UywI/AAAAAAAADtQ/9aY5pD6LKtQ/s1600-h/Group+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Srir_C5UywI/AAAAAAAADtQ/9aY5pD6LKtQ/s320/Group+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384242454118845186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I like this photo.. Warm fuzzly feel don't you think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SrisUuPDJII/AAAAAAAADtY/CyHbKUn7h98/s1600-h/Familyhoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SrisUuPDJII/AAAAAAAADtY/CyHbKUn7h98/s320/Familyhoot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384242826529940610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Finally a Familyhoot shot. But Rina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Sigh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;JAN ar! Faster upload our pics or send to my email kay! I'm still waiting.... Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Srix2bL0zyI/AAAAAAAADto/1pQXS5rxMEM/s1600-h/BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Srix2bL0zyI/AAAAAAAADto/1pQXS5rxMEM/s320/BB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384248903089835810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lastly, a photo of Baby Boyfriend &amp;amp; I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;3 Lub Chuu~ ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;When you want to do something, let the actions screen through your brains first.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they will tell you in all honesty if it's wise to go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me it doesn't work unless you have a brain the size of a pea,&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;you simply are brainless.&lt;br /&gt;Because if you wana say such brainless stuffs behind my back,&lt;br /&gt;be prepared that words will get to my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when that happens, either you pick up your balls, oh wait, if you don't have, borrow from someone. Perhaps your boyfriend's. &amp;amp; come tell me straight in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you wana know who does Rin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;detests&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Liars and hypocrites."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4762356380905112191?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4762356380905112191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4762356380905112191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4762356380905112191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4762356380905112191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-my-first-day-of-school-today-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Sriq7ZoXLsI/AAAAAAAADtI/aOLNzGyKiuM/s72-c/Brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-6988164959782858150</id><published>2009-09-12T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T03:28:12.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的天空今天有点灰</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-6988164959782858150?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/6988164959782858150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=6988164959782858150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6988164959782858150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/6988164959782858150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='我的天空今天有点灰'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-3575835182051555242</id><published>2009-09-06T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:03:03.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I've had my 2 pretty entertained weekends consecutively!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Last weekend, as usual was out with Monkey &amp;amp; Co.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night, Monkey and I had a date to Bishan J8 to catch 'UP'! Yep, just the both of us... Lols rare date yea? But it was just normal lah, Monkey's such a bore sometimes. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then on Sunday, we had a lunch date with Jan dearest!Simple warm lunch, coupled with FOC Cup walker courtesy of Tan Peng Peng &amp;amp; my very lame and racist cold jokes. Woahaha~ But it cracked all of us up please.. :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;As usual, my week:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Had my fair share of tutoring.. Mondays and Thursdays are my "Off days" cause I don't have to tutor. Then Friday nights, Saturdays and Sundays are for some QT with my dear boyfriend. Sometimes he drives me up the wall, sometimes he makes me really happy, sometimes he's such a bore, sometimes he just can't stop fooling around like a little kid! But what to do, I fell in love with such a Monkey! *Smiles ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Last night, the whole big group of us: Boyfriend &amp;amp; I, Lionel &amp;amp; Shao Yu, Wei Jie &amp;amp; Lydia, Wilmer &amp;amp; Pei Fong &amp;amp; Alvin went on an outing... FIRST TIME EVER we did not step into Yishun Dam. Woo hoo! What a success eh. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;All of us went to Marina Square for dinner, and the boys went to play their addictive car racing game at the arcade.. Afterwhich we all decided to venture to NANA - The Thai disco club..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ooo my god the place sucked. Because the music sucked and the live band sucked too.. I couldn't agree more with Boyfriend that the singer's rendition of 'Rak Saam Sao' was horrible. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I guess they succeeded in one thing, which I suppose, is the most important:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I felt like I was in Hat Yai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;IT'S A THAI CLUB DUDE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woahahaha~~Great experience.. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;is a "Happy happy day &amp;amp; a Lolly lolly day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Boyfriend &amp;amp; I have been waiting for this day since the day we decided on it.. We headed to Tampines Mall to get our same phone! We have always wanted to own the same phone but because he was in Army, we could never have the same phone since the camp doesn't allow camera phones. But now that he has ORD for a couple of months already in fact, "Woo hoo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;D day has arrived!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We got the Nokia e71 in Black Steel. Sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Though I'm trying really hard to learn how to use it and the keypads are sooo small despite my tiny fingers, I'm loving it! *Grin =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thanks to my baby for the sponsorship. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Waited for Jan to head over to meet us before we all left to Kembangan for super solid Mee Sua! I had my 2 best Sundays consecutively with Jan dearest &amp;amp; Monkey the Boyfriend! (Though he irritated me today. Grrrr &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Rin is on cloud nine today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Smily smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-3575835182051555242?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/3575835182051555242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=3575835182051555242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/3575835182051555242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/3575835182051555242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-had-my-2-pretty-entertained.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-7139350450874563287</id><published>2009-09-01T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:23:55.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Results were out early this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Checked mine out at 2ish in the morning.. My oh my I flung-ed my POA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Though I pre-empt it already, but still... a part of me were holding on to miracle.. Well, a miracle did happen in fact. I expected to fail my POA &amp;amp; ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Turned out that my ME was the best among all 4 papers. o.O"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyhow, as much as I am disappointed with my results, I can't say anything because results reflect proportionately to the amount of effort I put in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;My mind was totally shut off since Christmas 2008~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Consequence? Back to square one. I'll be finishing this course in 3 years instead of 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;There goes my shortcut priviledge. Oh well. Suck thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Xuan did an explanation to me today. That it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; still possible for me to finish off with a Second Upper Honours provided for the rest of my papers I score over 60.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I really don't know if I'm capable of scoring this 60.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I plan to work hard. Not &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; hard like to the extreme where I spend Mondays to Sundays studying but I am determined to be disciplines like how I was the first half of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Easier said than done seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-7139350450874563287?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/7139350450874563287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=7139350450874563287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7139350450874563287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7139350450874563287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/09/results-were-out-early-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-1023533910428693208</id><published>2009-08-28T00:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:55:54.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I know everyone who knows me know that I've a fetish for jet black hair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;To the extent there was a period I kept dying my hair black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hmm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; might change for abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Maybe because I'm suddenly very sick and tired of my hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My stylist does not want to cut my hair for me; he said it would curl even more and look worst. So I should let it grow longer.. Outgrow the not-long-not-short length.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Twin forbids me to steam my hair cause she claims that my hair's damn soft already and I'm wasting money on treatment... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;But I can't stand my hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So I'm thinking of dying my hair. Contemplating since the beginning of August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; guess what's my new find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I went to Watsons and saw this new Liese bubble hair dye that looks sooo pretty and cool that I'm really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; tempted to buy it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Spa4gdKgHsI/AAAAAAAADs4/vx12Ufsmpv0/s1600-h/main_products.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Spa4gdKgHsI/AAAAAAAADs4/vx12Ufsmpv0/s400/main_products.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374686073037266626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Spa3kcbSv-I/AAAAAAAADsw/zDDqu18fLO4/s1600-h/Kao+Liese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Spa3kcbSv-I/AAAAAAAADsw/zDDqu18fLO4/s320/Kao+Liese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374685042047107042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Basically the hair dye liquid when pressed out, comes out in foam and when you dye, it's like shampooing your hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Cool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;But I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;reeeeally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; can't make up my mind if I want to dye my hair or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I can't bear to part with my black hair. Boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;At the same time, I want a change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Haha I'm contradicting myself I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;How people? To dye or not to dye?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Spa6ByltX_I/AAAAAAAADtA/cPRb9PkFbsE/s1600-h/puzzled-puzzled-befog-bewilder-smiley-emoticon-000670-large.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Spa6ByltX_I/AAAAAAAADtA/cPRb9PkFbsE/s320/puzzled-puzzled-befog-bewilder-smiley-emoticon-000670-large.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374687745235836914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-1023533910428693208?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/1023533910428693208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=1023533910428693208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1023533910428693208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/1023533910428693208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-everyone-who-knows-me-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/Spa4gdKgHsI/AAAAAAAADs4/vx12Ufsmpv0/s72-c/main_products.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-4218527808656625106</id><published>2009-08-25T04:29:00.055+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T04:43:49.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PART TWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oogay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;let's continue with pictures from my 22nd Birthday Celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;At Canelle: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373630119068020722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL4H2Fjr_I/AAAAAAAADmA/U9JbZdX3jeE/s320/Jorin+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Madame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373630201727799362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL4MqBL0EI/AAAAAAAADmI/_TIB4dacMRg/s320/Rin+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373630268686640146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL4QjdapBI/AAAAAAAADmQ/uVllft_NEto/s320/yan+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Best Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373630474465087154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL4ciC0jrI/AAAAAAAADmY/tKarrQtHLrc/s320/Fave+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My 2 Favourite Girls Xuan &amp;amp; Yc ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373630628049640402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL4leMO29I/AAAAAAAADmg/IfKQouiVcjk/s320/lorraine+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My twinnie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373630870668473714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL4zmBEdXI/AAAAAAAADmo/tZ_duTDY1r8/s320/xuan+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Xuanny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373631013437991666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL4753-avI/AAAAAAAADmw/AwpvulFJQws/s320/Madame.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love the effect on the pic. Cool huh? ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373631178534735874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL5Fg6G0AI/AAAAAAAADm4/EASKXpajKYk/s320/hot+twinnie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A stoned Jan &amp;amp; Hot twin. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373631333514974530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL5OiQRlUI/AAAAAAAADnA/H-kPACQJtbA/s320/tatch+mah+barreh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is what I call: "Tatch mah barreh~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373631437830321746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL5Um2_dlI/AAAAAAAADnI/s4bVXKZXxVc/s320/Mousey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aiyoooo~ Ain't she soo adorable... X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373631679132419346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL5ipx5RRI/AAAAAAAADnQ/OX21B-mkxVg/s320/twinnie.rin.mouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had the best of both worlds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who said one can't? :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373631899475482978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL5venxmWI/AAAAAAAADnY/cGe9MtkLjnQ/s320/yan+%26+xuan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Faces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373632085284061730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL56Sz_giI/AAAAAAAADng/b5qUp_kgbDw/s320/twin+%26+madame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another pair of Happy Faces! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373632608853356434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL6YxQo75I/AAAAAAAADno/BNCkrY2VA4A/s320/BH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love my BH~ ("v")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373632754005461474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL6hN_mSeI/AAAAAAAADnw/SsKObWPKsAU/s320/Kerlyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tired Kerlyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373633045862055634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL6yNPoftI/AAAAAAAADoA/9PC34SN27A4/s320/love+madame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Madame.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373633218244015010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL68Pasc6I/AAAAAAAADoI/o3vQsUFdEtM/s320/surprise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shocked got birthday cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Credits to Jan dear.. *Hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373633346037770338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL7DrfGaGI/AAAAAAAADoQ/NBElw-ive3s/s320/LOVE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love this pic though Mr P looks kinda funny here.. =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373633540402502738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL7O_jQ3FI/AAAAAAAADoY/icmQasKhNEA/s320/whats+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What's up man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373633678847838610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL7XDTNCZI/AAAAAAAADog/IprsM4BgeEA/s320/Cartoon+Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is a treasure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause my king detests PDA... =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373633908161659842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL7kZj4Q8I/AAAAAAAADoo/L9lcZcqCoyA/s320/BL+Boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Black Legion Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373634082249840818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL7uiFvGLI/AAAAAAAADow/mKd7SkfzAYI/s320/Group+Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Group Pic courtesy of Norman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373634317537341122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL78OmpbsI/AAAAAAAADo4/eXExdDp3Q50/s320/Cake+Cutting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was so damn red. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373634487274342354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL8GG7Gh9I/AAAAAAAADpA/WRSOkaDsXC4/s320/raine+%26+dada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Raine &amp;amp; Dada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373634658193799314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL8QDpeeJI/AAAAAAAADpI/Cwze6-q10qE/s320/X%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lots of ♥ for the both of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;August 17th 2009 - Dinner with ex Jet Quay Colleagues&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dinner was at Iluma - Ebisboshi Shotengai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love the caterpilla sushi.. Its not some caterpilla kay, it's avocado wrap with like crabmeat and stuff. Yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Company was good, though a little awkward to see each other. It has been a really long time since I met all of them. But it was all good. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373922541485719986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQCFEe4gbI/AAAAAAAADpQ/kP2W6syY1Tk/s320/Yvonne+Shu+shu+%26+Rin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yvonne. Shu shu. Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373922768042715266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQCSQeR6II/AAAAAAAADpY/qo5gLvV8Mbo/s320/daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Michael Daddy ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373923360988000450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQC0xXc8MI/AAAAAAAADpw/8AmLMnlXkYg/s320/Shu+Shu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shu shu - One of my favourite people in Jet Quay :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373923603624719730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQDC5QjdXI/AAAAAAAADp4/-timZN4mQNk/s320/Shu+Shu+Me+Raymond.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With shu shu &amp;amp; our so so handsome GM Ray =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373923211755630690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQCsFbrsGI/AAAAAAAADpo/Mq5BKCJIh34/s320/Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mae Din. Rosalind . Belinda . Yvonne . Shu Fen . Rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373922999391714306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQCfuULfAI/AAAAAAAADpg/7SifUSanfyw/s320/Group+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Jet Quay Team - EX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haha ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;August 20th 2009 - Xuan's 22nd Birthday Dinner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the day, Madame &amp;amp; Twin came over as we all wanted to watch Hangover together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(Bro had the DVD. Heh. ;D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Boyfriend decided to pop by as he had couple of hours to spare before his next appointment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So my brother, boyfriend, madame, twin &amp;amp; I ordered Mac delivery... Eased all our cravings of Mac Ice lemon tea, shaker fries, wasabi filet blah while watching hangover.. What a warm lunch right? ;D Too bad I was too busy, had to prepare to meet Xuan for her birthday dinner so I didn't get to finish the show with the girls.. Will have to rewatch it again. &amp;amp; King Peng you're so gonna watch it with me! &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373968420247477330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQrzkMEnFI/AAAAAAAADsY/U89RKX8uxAY/s320/Monkey+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Twin say boyfriend wear until so handsome must take photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373970260605919954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQtesDt4tI/AAAAAAAADsg/MXmWhGlto2o/s320/Monkey+boy+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love you! (o'.'o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373965965351448402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQpkq_P71I/AAAAAAAADr4/ILKgcnoL_Ds/s320/raine+rin+jorin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Whose photography skills har?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Take us until so tiny! Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373966702136343522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQqPjudO-I/AAAAAAAADsA/GPczx32EH1U/s320/raine+rin+jorin+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Spot my cute miffy face towel?! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373967176403839506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQqrKgo6hI/AAAAAAAADsI/wFLhx6P2C_E/s320/raine+rin+jorin+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like this! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373968206989504274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQrnJvaLxI/AAAAAAAADsQ/N9R2CJzEBqY/s320/Madames.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;2 Additional pics taken another day: Twin &amp;amp; I @ my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373965357616171266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQpBS_3iQI/AAAAAAAADro/ZSmRyUJoGHI/s320/twin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I look like shit here but nevermind. Haha. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373965657143324258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQpSu0tLmI/AAAAAAAADrw/7DmplAt-2J4/s320/twin+n+boss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Say "Hi" to my Boss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yea, that pink thing is mah boss. &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Back to where we were..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Next was dinner at Iluma at Ebisboshi Shotengai again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My recommendation cause I thought the food was pretty good. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Xuan's treat. SOP every year for her Birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Big thanks xuanny! Hope you enjoyed your day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373949795774349314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQa3enpwAI/AAAAAAAADqA/S3Tqx_9JDPk/s320/DSC00688+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Xuan &amp;amp; Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373950614234515458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQbnHnwyAI/AAAAAAAADqI/8loR89or4KQ/s320/DSC00693+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Xuanny &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373951259018446130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQcMpoOxTI/AAAAAAAADqQ/cICiKbGm-BY/s320/DSC00695+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So mean hor, I was smiling nicely &amp;amp; they were making funny faces..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Idiot! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373951515977226834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQcbm3-mlI/AAAAAAAADqY/1Y53qE4zDyQ/s320/DSC00698+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Angry. Don't wanna take already. BH's turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Woahahaa. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373951780763399330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQcrBR69KI/AAAAAAAADqg/HONUOE_QY4E/s320/DSC00701+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haypi Birthday KOPI SOH! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373952241768604690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQdF2qIJBI/AAAAAAAADqo/T8UzT6FM18w/s320/DSC00708+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Xuan &amp;amp; Xiao Quan/Jasper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373952538467849362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQdXH8vVJI/AAAAAAAADqw/8hVbnQHUPNQ/s320/DSC00709+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373952820544844242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQdnixIsdI/AAAAAAAADq4/6eCxsjTnNAE/s320/DSC00710+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With her best friend Charlene &amp;amp; Charlene's boyfriend Zi Xiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373953085887689858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQd2_PzNII/AAAAAAAADrA/VPoo72htfG4/s320/DSC00714+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Group Photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373953359297708754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQeG5x1AtI/AAAAAAAADrI/F8xHlKdRKJE/s320/DSC00715+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She wish that Nescafe will sponsor her yearly supply of KOPI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOL. Just kidding. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Xuan, I help you wish.. "Wish for 77 to be my boyfriend!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOR EH! &gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373953625295041058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQeWYsiMiI/AAAAAAAADrQ/tAOfHeqx0B8/s320/DSC00725+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In the car before BH drops off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373953889008509042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpQelvGuYHI/AAAAAAAADrY/CKz6D6EQ6nE/s320/DSC00726+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Smileeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;August 21st 2009 - Dinner with Sisterhoot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dinner was at Jack's Place Compass Point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Was craving for steak. Very satisfying... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Once again, because I'm too broke, KTV session was put off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sorry if I disappointed any of you girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Alrighty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I've updated alll my outdated happenings and photos. Like FINALLY. Time check 432am. o.O"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dad came back last night from KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;By right he had bought his return air tickets. But when he got to the KL airport, he realised he forgot to bring his passport. Champion eh my daddy. Lols. In the end he had to take a coach back and arrived at night 9pm instead of 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The first thing I reach Woodlands Checkpoint, daddy opened the back seat and put his luggage and said, "I drive?" So I got down and walked by the rear towards the passenger seat and Dad stopped me halfway and handed me this box and said, "Nah, Happy belated Birthday~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Whoaa I was sooo happy cus it was a Braun Buffel Box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Though it isn't the exact one which I wanted, it's still pretty! Will love it since it's from my daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's a hot purplish pink Braun Buffel leather car key holder. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yay! Very haypi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Met twin for lunch and some neighbourhood shopping today at Junction 8 till evening daddy came and pick the 2 of us up... QT QT. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Apart from being very sian that I have to tutor tomorrow, I'm rather happy cause each new day means it's another day nearer to Saturday... &amp;amp; I'm totally looking forward to my weekend cus FINALLY King Peng is gonna bring me to watch UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have been pestering him even before the movie started showing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yay! I feel like a kid. Hahaha. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oogay, I'm gonna stop here for now. I'm freaking tired.. But before I go, just wana say one thing on my mind today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Don't treat the whole world like a fool, because you never know you're the fool to the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-4218527808656625106?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/4218527808656625106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=4218527808656625106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4218527808656625106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/4218527808656625106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/08/part-two.html' title='PART TWO'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/SpL4H2Fjr_I/AAAAAAAADmA/U9JbZdX3jeE/s72-c/Jorin+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-7979032770121521339</id><published>2009-08-19T15:53:00.044+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T02:43:16.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PART ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Hello people, I am back!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I promised Ms Seng that I will update my blog last Wednesday since I had the entire day free to myself..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Unfortunately this post has taken me 7 days to complete!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Not that I have been procrastinating, but THE internet and blogger has been giving me hell loads of problem of late. Seems that several webbies have been anti-Firefox-ing. Damn annoying! So much so that I am most probably gonna swop over to wordpress. Till the day my patience with blogger has ended, that's it man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;The only thing that's holding me back now is my already very customised virtual space. I doubt wordpress is able to give that personal touch. But oh well, we can't have the best of both worlds can we?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I've neglected my blog for so so long that I have too many updates. I'm stuck. Wondering how and where should I go about updating..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Mmmm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Let's just rewind it back to::&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;July 18th 2009 - King Peng's 23rd Birthday / 2nd Anniversary&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/Erin/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Dinner at popeyes followed by Caesers at Bugis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Attendees:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;King Peng . Rin . Jason . Kerlyn . Lionel . Shao Yu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372126513685621426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2gmfiwarI/AAAAAAAADjg/yYtDpNShBCk/s320/DSC00630+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Kerlyn &amp;amp; Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372119984932492034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2aqeCtkwI/AAAAAAAADig/Z9sAZf40ZEc/s320/DSC00633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;The new couple: Shao Yu &amp;amp; Lionel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372122363137935554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2c05jEyMI/AAAAAAAADiw/WxznS9ylVLo/s320/DSC00635+edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Mah Boyfriend. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372123172737520162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2dkBiqEiI/AAAAAAAADi4/tqbtbpXOp_k/s320/DSC00637+edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Kerlyn &amp;amp; Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372125166011066882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2fYDEGqgI/AAAAAAAADjQ/n6ay4ez3rpg/s320/DSC00638+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Lionel's signature smile with Peng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372125683015235618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2f2JDgOCI/AAAAAAAADjY/UtmgAYcp04A/s320/DSC00642+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Brothers forever please.... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372127150952221154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2hLli9CeI/AAAAAAAADjo/yaDmnu6yeBI/s320/DSC00644+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Kerlyn &amp;amp; Shao Yu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372128054215809698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2iAKdxmqI/AAAAAAAADjw/EdNiSDZXL1g/s320/DSC00647+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Shao Yu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372129087243628866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2i8SyzMUI/AAAAAAAADkA/YuF-d2lWXmI/s320/DSC00658+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;King's Birthday Cake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372130116923788130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2j4Opri2I/AAAAAAAADkI/U-IgvbLbGCI/s320/DSC00665+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Haypi Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372130835493000978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2kiDh7lxI/AAAAAAAADkQ/7ATCpVEi9Iw/s320/DSC00667+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;3&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372131366587995922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2lA-A2FxI/AAAAAAAADkY/K3W4szjClzE/s320/DSC00669+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;LOL. So gay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372131841961092050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2lco6n49I/AAAAAAAADkg/d_JePcxA9bk/s320/DSC00670+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;With the girlfriends..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372132652243745666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2mLzdD-4I/AAAAAAAADko/-aHXRtimg1Q/s320/DSC00677+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is the climax of the night man..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;See the girl in orange? She was DAMN high and she came with her colleagues and sang this DAMN high Happy Birthday song. She's totally hilarious!! &amp;amp; she even put cake on peng's face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Woahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Totally random but memorable.. ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372132973156232290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2mee8j7GI/AAAAAAAADkw/rJtUgfhfysc/s320/DSC00678+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Make a wish &amp;amp; earn more money!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;HUAT AR~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;August 3rd 2009 - Dinner date with Twin &amp;amp; Madame&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Life is unpredictable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Girlfriends are diamonds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;In the past, I am one who never makes much effort to maintain a friendship. But as I grew older, as I went through my downs and sorrows, I realise that at the end of the day, my girlfriends are the ones who are really there for me, who never gave up on me though everyone else did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Boyfriends are love, but girlfriends give us something else that sometimes boyfriend can't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;The number of close friends that I have does not require me to seek my toes for help counting with. Perhaps one hand is sufficient. But they are more than all I can ever ask for..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Twin &amp;amp; Madame, cheers to our friendship! :o)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372137313131493650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2qbGnS-RI/AAAAAAAADk4/cAg3B7-HD5s/s320/Twin+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;There was a reason why we are twins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;But we grew up and may not lead the life we used to live, nevertheless, our friendship stays strong...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372138539511452786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2rifPEFHI/AAAAAAAADlA/kuHoK92DWxU/s320/Trio+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Self-timer shot 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372138980713455154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2r8K10XjI/AAAAAAAADlI/cocHWBR5Odw/s320/Madame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(153,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;France &amp;amp; Italy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;She's the last friend I made in Poly. In our last year. Our friendship's amazing to come this far..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&amp;amp; it took us this long to realise that we are becoming more and more similar in any aspects of our life..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I love her because she never fails to be such a dear!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Madame loves Atun, Atun loves Madame.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Hmmmmmeeee! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372140055279425730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2s6t6T2MI/AAAAAAAADlY/rgpTWuO4g6o/s320/Trio+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Self-timer shot 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372140374681724802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2tNTxwJ4I/AAAAAAAADlg/DAxtRNe8QUw/s320/Trio+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;This is my personal favourite. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372140861884595730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2tpqv9_hI/AAAAAAAADlo/wLdWE6I7p2s/s320/Trio+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;This is Madame's personal favourite. Hmmmee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;There are actually many many many more self-timer shots but I picked out random ones/nice ones to post only.. Tooo many already. =p You can view the rest on Facebook if you want.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;August 6th 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Basically Thursdays are my free days where I have the entire day to myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Free &amp;amp; easy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Very carefree..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;So I kept 2 thursdays to spring clean my entire room. School's starting and it's time I give my room a good packing up so I'm all ready for school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I have very clean, neat &amp;amp; tidy room now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Madame can vouch for it! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;August 7th 2009 - Dinner date with Mouse Bestie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;The day the two little petite girls headed to Far East Plaza and had 2 sets of Chix Rice EACH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Woahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Basically we had not eaten anything the entire day and by the time we met up in the evening, the both of us were starving... =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Very satisfying!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;After dinner, we headed to ION. (My 1st time there) Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I felt so lost and we walked till we were soo drained out..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Sweet boyfriend came down to pick the both of us up and sent us home.. X)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372142465401747170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2vHAUP9uI/AAAAAAAADlw/YUnFGqOgbEE/s320/P1000335+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It just wasn't a day for photo-taking cause all the photos were soo ugly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Only this is decent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&amp;amp; as you can see, that's because it's blurred! Bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Still, ♥♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;August 10th 2009 - Kerlyn's 21st Birthday Party&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have not received any photos taken on that day.. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;Miss Kerlyn &amp;amp; Miss Jieying, please surrender the photos asap! Shank you weli much. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;August 12th 2009 - My 22nd Birthday Celebration&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Attendees:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;King Peng . Yang Cheng . Jie Ying . Jia Xuan . Jorin . Lorraine . Janice . Linda . Kerlyn . Jason . Vincent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;It was a busy day for me as I had to tutor in the afternoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;My day started out sucky as there was a temporary cut off the electricity supply and it happened before I managed to leave my house. o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Pathetic me had to walk down 22 storeys in my &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;heels&lt;/span&gt;. Congratulate me cause I had a torn blister on my left heel &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; after I got down and got in the car. Saw it when I was checking my very very VERY painful and strained thighs and feet. My legs felt so wobbly and my muscles were so strained I could hardly walk the stairs anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Thanks to all my girlies who met me for dinner held on to me and helped me with my whereabouts. Ultimate sweetness. I appreciate it sooo much! As for the next 2 days, I don't even wanna mention. The immense pain from my aching muscle made my tears threaten to well up every single time I had to take the stairs. Thankfully I was with Baby the next few days and he helped to my legs once in awhile. Though so painful I wanna punch him every time he does that, it did help! Lols.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Dinner with the girls was at Canelle. It was planned by Yang Cheng &amp;amp; Jia Xuan. Thank you the two of you for planning dinner and paying such delicate care and attention to my day.. Very touched!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Food wasn't fantastic but company was awesome. All of us had our fair share of laughter and we-all-know-what. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Thank you all soooo much for the birthday present ($.$) &amp;amp; for treating me to dinner knowing I'm so broke. =X One of my happiest birthdays ever! Feel so loved by all of you.. When I start earning moolahs, I will buy ALL OF YOU dinner!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(102,204,204); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;After dinner, best friend drove all of us down to Tag's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(102,204,204); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(102,204,204); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;The Black Legion boys made an effort to come down too knowing I'm celebrating my birthday there. How nice. But I'm not gonna thank them here cause no one reads my blog. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,255,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Overall, I felt very very loved lah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,255,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,255,153); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Love all my girlfriends and my monkey! :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Pictures in Part 2......... Sorry for the inconvenience!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Blogger &amp;amp; Mozilla Firefox &amp;amp; Internet explorer's SCREWED! -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-7979032770121521339?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/7979032770121521339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=7979032770121521339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7979032770121521339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7979032770121521339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-people-i-am-back-i-promised-ms.html' title='PART ONE'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz8upYImHIw/So2gmfiwarI/AAAAAAAADjg/yYtDpNShBCk/s72-c/DSC00630+edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470793.post-7686230444885028740</id><published>2009-08-05T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T02:05:52.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UTTERLY RIDICULOUS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; had issues with another SHE for all my boyfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;YOU are the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Whoever's reading this, let me post this question to you. If someone from the opposite sex called you many times and it's a wrong number. Do you thereafter add him/her to your MSN &amp;amp; Facebook?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&amp;amp; then leave inappropriate comments on their Facebook wall?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU DO THAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I abnormal? Because I DON'T FUCKING DO THAT. &amp;amp; SO I CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;JUSTINA THE BITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; DID WHATEVER THAT SHE DID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As a girlfriend, I dare to say I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; possessive. But do I NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE PISSED WITH HER?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My initial issues was with that bitch ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&amp;amp; then i come to find out that she talks to my boyfriend on Msn bout her boyfriend issues. &amp;amp; my boyfriend even had the intention to introduce her to his friend who was once single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Does this not mean that this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;MORE THAN A SIMPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;'CALLED THE WRONG NUMBER INCIDENT?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I am now feeling so so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; damn fucking PISSED because I feel like a stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; who don't even know ANYTHING bout this till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's not AS IF I RID YOU OF YOUR FREEDOM TO MAKE NEW FRIENDS. Ask yourself. Touch your heart. SINCE WHEN DID I EVER STOP YOU FROM TALKING TO A GIRL OR MEETING UP A GIRL. As long as I am &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;informed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; of what's going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS MY POINT!!!!! DO YOU GET IT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I AM NOT INFORMED AT ALL bout this whole thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&amp;amp; what did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Bring out norman, jason and all the other FD people out to compare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;IS THIS THE SAME ISSUE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;All the FD people. DEFINE WHAT YOU MEAN. DID I MEET THEM?! NO RIGHT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The only FD people I met was that assholetic son of a bitch Makkine for that ONCE and YOU WERE FULLY INFORMED. I seeked for your permission before I went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ALL THE OTHER FD PEOPLE. SINCE WHEN HAVE I EVER MET THEM?! Even if I did, DID I TELL YOU WHO ARE THEY? DID I TELL YOU WHERE I WAS GOING? HAVE I EVER LIED TO YOU OR HIDE ANY TRUTHS FROM YOU?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Norman is my brother's friend for gods sake &amp;amp; who also have a girlfriend he treasures like no other for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 FREAKING YEARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Lorraine. If you're reading this. You heard Norman just the other night when he comforted you. SAY IT HERE WHAT KIND OF A PERSON HE IS. IS HE SO GOOD THAT YOU WOULD WANT TO KEEP HIM AS A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;u&gt;GOOD FRIEND ONLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;SAY THE TRUTH FROM THE BOTTOM OF YOUR HEART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I've only knew Jason. DID I NOT TELL YOU EVERYTHING? Even when I made a new friend, I want you to know. Because there is nothing to hide. My conscience are clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;EVEN YESTERDAY I met Mike for the first time. DID I ALSO MSG YOU LAST NIGHT TO TELL YOU I HAVE STUFF TO SHARE WITH YOU BOUT MY NIGHT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;HAVE I EVER KEEP YOU OUT OF THE LOOP IN ANY THING OF MY LIFE???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Even though I know it may be none of your concern, but I just want you to know everything. I want to keep you informed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Now you're bringing Norman, Jason and all the FD people out to say. Whoever said about interferring each other's freedom?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; DID I EVEN SAY THAT??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT EVEN GET MY POINT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a fool that i don't even know of such things happening. You didn't even tell me anything. &amp;amp; I tell you everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;IS IT FAIR FOR YOU TO COMPARE LIKE THIS?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Is it SO WRONG of me to be so fed up?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I am so fed up &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BECAUSE I CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&amp;amp; what did I get at the end of the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Some irrelevant point bout me and my friends. That as if I'm making a big hoo ha bout Justina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That she's not even flirting and I'm probably over reacting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Whatever bout the network or no network, whatever bout being selective or not selective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Since my feelings you fail to comprehend and is so insignificant and all you think about is yourself, all you think about is there is absolutely no big deal bout it all, fine. I don't have anything more to say bout this issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;连生气，吃醋的资格都没有。在你眼里我到底是谁?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;你永远都不了解我的心。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8470793-7686230444885028740?l=princessrin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/feeds/7686230444885028740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8470793&amp;postID=7686230444885028740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7686230444885028740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8470793/posts/default/7686230444885028740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessrin.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-biggest-joke-ive-ever-heard.html' title='UTTERLY RIDICULOUS.'/><author><name>Rin Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16289882390712960324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail
